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How many times have I gazed into this, the blackest mirror of my passions? Times without knowing... Rotting from the inside Blight has taken hold Salt in the wounds Salt in the wounds I made myself cold and pure like the stars so devoid empire of nihilism... All I`ve seen... All I`ve touched All I`ve felt Empire of wasted moments Crown of shit... Throne of regrets... Robe of hate... Sceptre of Disparagement Aus Songtexte Mania