Poisonblack - The Kiss of Death

Close... the shadows creep close
A failure drifting lost in cold embrace
Pain...every cut of pain
Makes him bleed and weak, fall from grace

On and on I bleed... on and on I bleed

Walk... circles I walk
Awaiting for that sweet cure to seep in
Night... I'm breathing the night
It conceals the stairway to heaven within

Drive into the night... I drive into the night
Drunk on pain I taste the kiss of death

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