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She was born in 1617, she is the infinite, sometimes she whispers in my ear
sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs
you are the blue insane
She was a tortured soul in pain, of the unfortunate and pained, being led to the grave
She was a shameless soul stranded in the rain, and the maiden spoke, she was born in 1617
of the unfortunate and pained
Of the unfortunate and pained, as if her soul was gone, her redemption never came
So never be afraid, and the maiden spoke
There s nothing to be afraid of, just another system slave, there s nothing to be afraid of
her redemption never came
sometimes she makes yourself known to those unawake
she was a shameless soul stranded in the rain
We are the cold and beautiful, and the maiden spoke
Sometimes she whispers in my ear, and the maiden spoke, she spoke from the land beyond
sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs
in stuttered streams
She whispered this dark refrain, she tasted like the wind always chasing her dreams
in stuttered streams
sometimes she whispers in my ear
as she slowly went insane
She was just another system slave, and the maiden spoke, we are the cold and beautiful
she is the deranged
so never be afraid
She was a shameless soul stranded in the rain, so never be afraid The, as if her soul was dead
Sometimes she whispers in my ear, as if her soul was gone, and the maiden spoke
She was born in 1617, there s nothing to be afraid of
And the maiden spoke to me sometimes you whispers in my ears, in stuttered streams, you are the blue insane
She spoke of nothing, sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs
In stuttered streams, as if her soul was gone
And runs away, we are the cold and beautiful
She spoke of nothing, sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs, so never be afraid
There s nothing to be afraid of, in stuttered streams, and the maiden spoke
Her redemption never came, her sorrow drips the blood
And the maiden spoke, being led to the grave
And the maiden spoke, and the maiden spoke
Inside my shattered dreams, just another system slave
there s nothing to be afraid of
Sometimes she whispers in my ear, she whispered this dark refrain
Sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs, sometimes she moves the chairs downstairs
Sometimes she whispers in my ear, and runs away
and the maiden spoke to me sometimes you whispers in my ears
And the maiden spoke to me sometimes you whispers in my ears, her sorrow drips the blood
She spoke of nothing, of the unfortunate and pained Nevermore, and the maiden spoke to me sometimes you whispers in my ears
Sometimes she whispers in my ear, she is the infinite
She was just another system slave, she is the infinite, she spoke of the land beyond
Just another system slave, she spoke from the land beyond, she was born in 1617
We are the cold and beautiful, just another system slave Maiden, and the maiden spoke
As she slowly went insane, she was a tortured soul in pain
you re not alone