To satisfaction, to reconcile in a single note
That rolls off the tip of my tongue
Commence the death of my desire
Tomorrow fades into midnight skies
A finch brings our final burden
My satisfaction lives in one soul
One soul to set another free
A bitter peace - a call for war
This mistake pending on my lips
A virtual injection of pleasure
What burns inside will stand forever fast
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