| Again I’m so alone, the wine is pouring down
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| No one to share with, no one to care with
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| The only light in my life
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| Comes from the candlelight, black candles left behind
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| As I’m sitting through the night
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| I’m so cold and dark inside
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| Angel, your memory will haunt me till the day I die
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| Just a shadow, a shadow of a man
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| I’m just a shadow, a shadow of a man
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| The eyes of statues standing along the nave
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| They seem to follow my every move, every tear I shed
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| I am no longer living, but I am still not dead
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| I’m somewhere in between, I am of the unseen
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| Must we have the other side, just to feel alive?
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| Oh I wonder what would be had we not created me
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| Just a shadow, a shadow of a man
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| I’m just a shadow, a shadow of a man
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| The eyes of statues standing along the nave
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| They seem to follow my every move
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| They drive me insane
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| Surrounded by darkness in this cold church of thine
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| I try to remember, all that once was mine
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| I don’t know what tomorrow will bring
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| But if life is so divine, how come I suffer so in mine?
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| How come I suffer in mine?
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| The eyes of statues standing along the nave
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| They seem to follow my every move
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| They drive me insane
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| I am no longer of the living, but I am still not dead
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| I’m somewhere in between, I am of the unseen
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| I lived a lifetime of sorrow and hate, up until the other day
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| That’s when I left this sick old world behind
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| Oh how love can make you blind |