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Grave hold no rooms for the pardon of our sins
Cause we all stabbed at love.
Our cold and weak hearts starve in our chest
And die like fragile leaves

Save us from the shade of death driving
It's dagger in our heart, the one we held once
In our hands, the one that destroyed us
We are those who stabbed at love.
We are lost and left to fall.
Save us from the shade of death driving
It's dagger in our heart, the one we held once
In our hands, the one that destroyed us.

We clutched our pride in our hands, bleeding
Our obsessions driven in our veins and laid
Down in the depth of our grave. Then light
Never shone again on our cold skin cause we
Were lost and left to fall like old foundations
About to break beneath the burden of their own
weight. We failed to find out the pulse beyond our heart