Horror Domain

Foreign Hands

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Empty hours spent blurring the lines

I dream and drift, a double self
Me and someone I've never met
Are you really there, shadow of my light?
Ghost in the horror domain
(The horror domain)

Detach me from the chasms that corrupt
Tragedy nests beneath my skin
Silent and still, frayed from the technicolor
No need for tears anymore

Clip my wings to break the fall from grace

I dream and drift, a double self
Me and someone I've never met
Are you really there, shadow of my light?
Ghost in the horror domain

I fear the darkness that resides
The pain it brings that never dies
A black rose gravely scented in blood (in blood)
Silence without repose
Tragedy nests beneath my skin

Empty hours spent blurring the lines
I want to clip my wings and crash, to break the fall from grace