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Shades of the Unpleasant Souls - text

All apologies belong to her,
Without hope must wake up,
In hopeless, my judge Sir.

Try to find me out, you'll fall down and failure,
My disbelief is a way of all steps.
Upon the underside is also nothing,
Disappear into the darkness,
Judgement in my hopeless,
Waiting for the careful obscure.

(Waiting for the careful obscure)

Is the shade of the unpleasant souls.
In my eyes, you will see the scars,
The scars into the shade, shade of collapse.
Some apologies she knows.

Don't do it! It is not her fault,
She's screaming and promise me,
That the devil knows the way,
And the apology come again.
Without hope She must leave,
Forgot why I needed her.

(The meekness came)

Is the shade of the unpleasant souls.
In my eyes you will see the scars,
The scars into the shade, shade of collapse.
Some apologies she knows.

(The meekness came)

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