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Always searching the depths of my soul…

Be free from the pain of loneliness.

I'm numb to it all.

I can't hide from what's inside.

Life's notes may change, but the song is the same.

To hold death in my hand…

Break free!

You wouldn't get it!

It's ART!

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Welcome to my world of pain.

...that was actually pretty cool.

Not worth the tears.

I see through your mask of lies.

Thanks.

I'll take the blame.

You win. It's over now.

No one knows the truth of my sorrow.

Time always runs out.

Umm....

Alone with my thoughts.

I have to make a choice.

I'm feeling low... on cards.

An empty deck, a hollow heart.

Can't attack without a weapon.

I would need more mana for that.

That minion already attacked.

I can't strike again.

Give it a turn to itself.

Can't hold more cards, nor carry more burdens...

There's no more room for minions.

That minion masks itself well.

I can't play that.

I need to find another target.

I have to face the one that taunts me first.

Can't be done by anyone.

The world is pain, but the fel heals all.

New Year, same life.

Even my reflection turns away from me.

Let the Veil of Winter fall and the cold embrace all.

That's wicked!

New Year, same life.

May the Midsummer torches burn away your pain.

Us seadogs know: Each wavebreak brings heartache.

Finally, a season for the darkness in my heart.

You can't get flowers without rain.

Do you even want me here?

E.T.C.!? I've been listening to your music for years.

Here to torment me again, Hedanis?

The poetry of pain is in the lyrics.

Is optimism part of your programming?