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All Alone I Sit And Wait
Till The Clock Doth Struck Eight
As It Strikes I Sit Some More
Only Moving To Lock My Door
No More Feeling I Shall Show
All Emotions Eb And Flow
I Think About Death And I Think About Life
My Eyes Shut As I Clench The Knife
No More Love But No More Pain
All These Thoughts Make Me Insane
I Cut Here Quick, I Carve There Fast
I Slice There First, I Slit Here Last
The Clock It Rings A Quarter To Nine
I Feel As If I'm Out Of Time
I've Lost My Hate, I've Lost My Fear
I Must Be Quiet Lest Someone Hear
Stiffle My Voice And Hide My Tears
There's Nothing Left It's Almost Here
Blood And Metal My Only True Friends
It's Such A Sad Thought That This Is How It Ends