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Michael McGuire
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Sciamachy
I am this shadow; I was born of this fight, But my dark places teach the beauty of light, The night is overripe and the enemy grows younger, Hope is a demon sent to nourish my hunger, Which would I rather suffer surrender or defeat, I would claim a victory from a dead-heat, But I'll never be a servant you'll have to make me a slave, Let this fight take the fighter to the grave.
And is it this, Oh I can't live with this, And is this it, How can I live like this.
Phantom howls make me feel like a desperate dove, Waiting for that push to become that inevitable shove, As my memories they mutate to mythologies, And my defenses feel like apologies, Till I don't know if I want or wish or believe or think, I just know my psyche is too psyched to sync, I'm an animal so I move toward my next meal, You're a gentle killer but you can still count on the kill. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
And is it this, Oh I can't live with this, And is this it, How can I live like this.
You are the bread between wanting and waiting, The god of destroying what I am creating, A abstract victim of the evanescent now, And I can't tell the why from the how, As I figure by fury I'm slowly undone by days, And wearied of the world and its drop dead ways, But I suppose this emptiness will have to do, Because if I'm not the revolution than neither or you.
I draw new lines, As you erase me, The ghost of my signs, Will replace me.
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