Revenant
Reminisce upon a deed
The last fist thrown into spleen
And I might feel regret indeed
Because I'm convinced it's unhealthy
I shut my mouth and close my eyes
I turn around and swallow the knife
Choke myself in dreams, in life
And I'm convinced I must not fight
I can't cover my eyes when I sleep
I can't see color in the black
When night is tar holding
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