Lost, so long
I can't remember,
wandering in
My December.
Now this cold
machine surrenders,
waiting to be free.

Cast yourself in
my reflection,
broken body's
sole creation.
Cursed within
your false intention,
celebrate this
greed...

Push me down,
and then you'll see
these chains
you used to
capture me
are weapons.
Bet your blood
runs deep,
and sweeter
within me...

Try me, test me,
I'll come back to
turn my lies into
your truths.
My scream
replaced the
silence in this
Wicked Alchemy.

Lyrics by Muted Faith
(Origin of the song)

Io Lyon

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