No tears for the lost…not when there isn’t any left…
Empty tears flow from empty eyes
They drop lifelessly to the floor
Weary dreams and hopeless lies
Taken by their abhor
Seconds after minutes after hours after days
This is how the nymph repays
Come back and ignore her jealous pleas
Because I will redeem myself and hold you my dear
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