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Black Paradise
Open my eyes to darkness
Laughter echoes off the walls
There's no one here but me...
Thick air fills my lungs
Dampening my will to breathe
There's nothing wrong with-
With myself...
Please don't call me
We're running from myself
I can't take the pain
We can't take...
The hallowed screams that never reach our lips
Our terror, no, it never boils
There's just madness that bubbles over the brim
It's me, myself, and I
At home in our Black Paradise
Left abandoned without a care
With no reason left for us to care
There's only me, myself, and I
No one here
No one there
Me, myself, and I
We are everywhere
Please don't call me
We are running from myself
I can't take the pain
We can't take...
The hallowed screams that never reach our lips
Our terror, it never boils
Just the madness that bubbles over the brim
It's just me, myself, and I...
The shadows move across the walls
The light escapes the halls
Complete darkness creeps inside
But, just remember
This is where evil resides
Open our eyes to darkness
Laughter echoes off the walls
No one here
It's only me, myself, and I
Hallowed screams reach our lips
Our terror begins to boil
Madness floods over the brim
It's me, myself, and I
No light shines in this dark place
Stars and hopes long since dead
The dark-side of the moon reflects on our faces
Such a lonely sight
Right here in Black Paradise.
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