Why should I pretend there's no regrets
A lie for a generation of optimists
A life of longing
Begging for the chance to change
The disappointment in her eyes
To feel the same
As before I dissolved
Satan
Don't leave me forsaken
There's no one else
Give me her hurt
Show me my worth
I fall upon my sword in the ancient way
The Lord frowns upon the audacity
To take my place with Varus and Cato down below
Destroy my face in memoriae damnatio
And before I dissolve
Satan
Don't leave me forsaken
There's no one else
Give me her hurt
Show me my worth
If the Styx is just a fairytale
Drown me in her tears
Satan
Don't leave me forsaken
There's no one else
Give me her hurt
Show me my worth
Follow the hearse
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