I was a dreamer, full of loves.... nothing could beat it..
Darkness has taken it away from me.
My glory of life seems fading away.
Crime was not intended to play.
Sacrifice is not redeemed because of its love.
Body of sin is just the character.. How could it be?
Beauty of the darkness shows the power of the holy night.
Maybe our time is up and all the love dies within...
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