Dreamlore Degenerate Dark Tranquillity

For thou sweepst me in thy robe of guilt
With garments forged in spiteful steel
No tainted pride shall make conviction cease

For none shall be unto thee proven
Worthy of thy outmost fear
Let alone the silent longing
Instinct shun the ones you dear
Instinct shun the ones you dear
Worthy of thy outmost fear

As the hunter boldly stalks his prey
Intoxicated
Conviction reigns where truth might sway
Intimidated

Silence the bore
Silence the bore
Silence the bore
You shun them all [?]
You shun the ones you dear

The hunt is over
So the feast begins
What feast is enduring
When all is said and done
Everchange of hearts
Aäa
Everchange of hearts
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