Forgotten treasure buried for unknown reasons.
Self-blinded burned out eyes shed bitter tears
To burn these open wounds.
I won't look.
I won't touch.

Tonight I, will end this,
This is the last chance for me. (2X)

Retreat like a coward to your hole in this heart;
Lie in waste O' desolate love.
Teeth gripping cold steel,
We'll save you the trouble.
Drop your weapons.
Your displays of immaturity and anger
Are you self-destruction;
You've relied on to many false pretenses.
Drop your weapons.
Drop your mistempered weapons to the ground.
You are falling to Verona.

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