Red Judas And The Wall
Weeping outside the walls of Tranquility
The city that long ago locked its gate
But still like the dreams of the broken will
For my crystal redemption I wait
The fear of the future it swallowed me
The waves of Ambiguity crashed
I longed for the rill around Mercy’s hill
But upon Anguish’s crag I was smashed.
Born from the miracle of fertility
Now a corpse on Desolation’s shore
I had toiled on the mill of the Devil’s vill
So the Man in the Sky shut his door
Haunted by the shadows that follow me
Poison thorns of Regret tear my side
I long for a lil’ of Salvation’s thrill
But here Outside the walls of Tranquility……I'll die.
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