The Art of Grief (исполнитель: The Wounded)

Oh life, forgive the tears that I spend for them,
 [bad word] through me as I find myself cursed with you.
 These uncontrolled emotions rest upon my shoulders.
 When evil human beings turn their views at me.
 My shade,
 I am in pain
 They have banished me,
 So I'll banish them....

 (Death, the liberator)

 I mourn about.....
 As I see people move away from life, hand in hand with light.
 Serene emotions, the beauty of death.
 As the monarch of silence invites me,
 Every form of silence [bad word] sound.

 (Me, a visitor from the other side)

 Greet me as I visit silently.
 I, immortal with a dead heart.
 I have [bad word] your kingdom.
 I haunt to [bad word] your sound.
 I am not lost.
 I'm just no more around.....
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