paroles de chanson Voidgazer - Harakiri for the Sky
                                                To 
                                                all 
                                                those 
                                                who 
                                                acquiesced 
                                                these 
                                                scars
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                because 
                                                they 
                                                loved 
                                                the 
                                                person
 
                                    
                                
                                                Holding 
                                                the 
                                                knife
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                getting-even 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                Or 
                                                those 
                                                    I 
                                                love, 
                                                I'll 
                                                sacrifice
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'll 
                                                slit 
                                                their 
                                                throats
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                the 
                                                knife 
                                                they 
                                                left 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                say 
                                                time 
                                                heals
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                pretty 
                                                sure 
                                                that's 
                                                    a 
                                                lie
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                they 
                                                really 
                                                mean
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                will 
                                                eventually 
                                                get 
                                                used 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                void
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                will 
                                                simply 
                                                forget
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                without 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                forget 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                looked 
                                                like
 
                                    
                                
                                                Without 
                                                all 
                                                these 
                                                scars
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                look 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                winter 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                scars 
                                                hold 
                                                your 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                sleep 
                                                inside 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                of 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                hole 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                heart 
                                                that 
                                                won't 
                                                close
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                breath 
                                                resembles 
                                                the 
                                                kiss 
                                                of 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                Causing 
                                                my 
                                                thirst, 
                                                holding 
                                                these 
                                                scars
 
                                    
                                
                                                Together 
                                                we 
                                                drank 
                                                merely 
                                                gangrene
 
                                    
                                
                                                Although 
                                                without 
                                                hesitation 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                see, 
                                                love 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                labeled 
                                                poison
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fuck 
                                                it! 
                                                We 
                                                would 
                                                drink 
                                                it 
                                                anyway
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                this 
                                                river 
                                                will 
                                                cleanse 
                                                away 
                                                our 
                                                traces
 
                                    
                                
                                                May 
                                                the 
                                                bridges 
                                                    I 
                                                burn 
                                                light 
                                                your 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                the 
                                                injured 
                                                truly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Understand 
                                                the 
                                                wounded
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everything 
                                                    I 
                                                touch
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turns 
                                                into 
                                                quicksand 
                                                anyway
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sadly 
                                                this 
                                                life 
                                                is 
                                                my 
                                                noose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Please 
                                                hang 
                                                me 
                                                higher
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                this 
                                                grave 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                so-called 
                                                void
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                why 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                trouble 
                                                yourself, 
                                                my 
                                                heart?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Maybe 
                                                this 
                                                wayfare 
                                                will 
                                                kill 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                weren't 
                                                we 
                                                dying 
                                                anyway?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Weren't 
                                                we 
                                                dying 
                                                anyway?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                only 
                                                the 
                                                injured
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                truly 
                                                understand 
                                                the 
                                                wounded
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                everything 
                                                they 
                                                touch
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turns 
                                                into 
                                                quicksand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sadly 
                                                this 
                                                life 
                                                is 
                                                their 
                                                noose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Come 
                                                on 
                                                hang 
                                                them 
                                                higher
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                this 
                                                grave 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                view
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                this 
                                                void
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thousand 
                                                miles 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                river
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thousand 
                                                winters 
                                                upstream
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                were 
                                                we 
                                                expecting
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                did 
                                                we 
                                                bide 
                                                to 
                                                signify?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                may 
                                                have 
                                                been 
                                                here
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                you 
                                                left 
                                                the 
                                                place 
                                                very 
                                                early
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                go, 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                leave!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                meant 
                                                to 
                                                stay 
                                                anyway
 
                                    
                                 
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