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| Doar | from our furnaces to your hearth. | 040726 |
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| Doar | Her motives in time with the spin of my head. | 040726 |
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| once again | From the deepest burning pit in the darkest, blackest shadows I crouch. I am not afraid, no but the anger and scorn and hot desire of this place leave me something less then myself. I dare not come to you like this, broken and twisted. So I send you this... all that remains of what I once was... my heart... from hell, with love. | 040726 |