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Turn the key and step into the blackness
Lamplight falls and casts a laughing phantom
I imagine your smile and the life that we could share
With the last of my steps, I see the truth lying there
Dead roses at the bottom of an oubliette
Where they beat you 'til you begged to live
You were mine and you were always mine
Now I'm crying over dead roses
I could never let them go
A winged beast with horns upon his cranium
Slinks away and grinning makes his way out
I grasp the pieces of rose and your raven locks of hair
I hear the turn of the key as I hiss my final prayer
Dead roses at the bottom of an oubliette
Where they beat you 'til you begged to live
You were mine and you were always mine
Now I'm crying over dead roses
I could never let them go
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