People die of common sense, Dorian.
One lost moment at a time.
There's no hereafter.
So make it burn with the hardest flame.
Am I to fade?
Am I to share this fate?
I have seen my soul!
It's rotten, black as coal!
For all I see is decay.
Take a look, take a look
At the picture of Dorian Gray!
How sad it is. I shall grow old!
If it only were I who's to be always young
And the picture grows old.
For that I would give everything
I would give my soul for that.
I can assure you,
Pleasure is very different from happiness.
I have seen my soul!
It's rotten, black as coal!
For all I see is decay.
Take a look, take a look
At the picture of Dorian Gray!

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