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crowds that trudge
Over the Bereft Land
That those with brains refuse to touch
The atmosphere is grim
Bleak and gray and harsh to bear
Attempts are made

heart inside my chest
Nothing left, nothing left
Hollow man I'm chasing death
Fulfill me in so bereft
Empathy is dead to me a slave to my own apathy
So

Bereft. Bereft. Bereft

Woe God! I'm a man full of sad sobs
Blot out our feeble mournings and qualms 
With your unremitting abstract palms
Oh, show us your

Can't really talk about it
But you came and left
Me bereft
And now I still hear
Your voice in my head
I just can't get this weight
Off my shoulders
Can't

I'm afraid to ever love again
Because I can't take another death, I'm too bereft

Can't take another death, I'm too bereft
Can't take another death, I'm

musician, God
My best musician, God
My best musician, God
And I kneel for you
I kneel
I kneel before God Almighty even though I'm bereft with grief
I'm bereft

and outcast again, me too
Distressed and bereft again, me too
Exposed and on show again, me too
Outclassed and outcast again, me too

I sighed that you went

have left
You know I always go down nice and smooth
Drink me or drown
I'm utterly bereft
I'll bite you but my aftertaste will sooth
When you wear

Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain

All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial

call me your baby
Love has lost its luster
Ever since you left
I'm bereft of any thought of any words
I love you haven't you heard I'm afraid
That you

of society
Bereft in the ending of your dreams
Bereft in complete insanity
Bereft the spiral rules our world again
Bereft unholy chaos our only friend

and then red all over like a new paper
A noose paper wound around your neck all the reams I 
Write will set you right or leave you wrecked bereft
Black

ice 
Through every season 
Blood is running cold 
Without a reason 
Can't take no advice
I'm still a heathen
Since you left I'm bereft 
I've been locked

me now?
I'll bite off your worshipped hand
Low
Father lay me off to sleep now
I fear of such a bereft land
It's a bullshit taste left in my mouth

tell you why I ran the first mile
And I try to retrace all my steps
Try to figure out just when I left
And every time I am bereft
I'm sick of leaving

rewrite

And as the flames engulfed the sky
We held our ground as we watched it all die
We are all that's left
But of hope we are not bereft
We're

uncle’s hand
Though tender love I would find, enduring dealings remind me of
The person that I used to be

And after all these silent years
Bereft of all my

I've cried out all the tears There's nothing left in me
I tried to face my fears
I feel bereft of glee
You lied all through the years
So what am I to do?

TV TV

Marilyn Manson

Dancing with the Anti-Christ

Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain

All we do is smite
For what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial

You I Love

Dean Martin

Love Songs by Dean Martin

1997

only merely I'm clearly a person bereft
Yes indeed
I'd draw the curtain for certain if you ever left
And if I stammer
Forgive my grammar
You got me

Assassin

Muse

Black Holes and Revelations

2006

Intention erased
Whatever they say
These people are torn
Wild and bereft
Assassin is born, yeah
Whoa, yeah

(Aim, shoot, kill your leaders)
(Aim, kill

face them? 
Violence - bereft from disguise
Torn apart - between hate and hate

I raise the flag of rebellion in the mighty
Hailstorm blows
Lead the pack

party to a life not so bereft
Of sober thinking, now
Well, I've been caught up inside
This faint existence I hide
Heaven is waiting for all those of us

And I get that you wanted to
Move on with your life but I
Can't accept that cause I'm a fool
Bereft

I watch time just go tick away
With all my days