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Damn me Father, for I must sin
Four centuries of this damned immortality
Yet, I did not ask to be made
Why?
I will never again feel your sun upon my face
Or the comfort of a grave
I am not alive and I am not dead
This is Hell on earth
How can I possibly explain this eternal youth?
When I can do nothing, but sit by
As my loves grow old and wither
And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
and prolong this endless winter
It is October's perpetual agony
It is the shadow realm
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
With every victim I pray for my own death
And as much as I love the night
I curse the moons eerie glow
This blood lust that drags me forever
The toxic rays of dawn that condemn me to limbo
I am forced to dwell in gray Autumnal twilight
I am suspended in dusk
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
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