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My days are grey like dirty snow |
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A Fire's burning in my soul |
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Why should |
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I live - love dying in my pain |
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My death is reapers gain |
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In solitude |
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I cannot tell just of my deepest sorrow |
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All time that's left is freezing me |
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I'm waiting for tomorrow |
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The fire in my mourning soul |
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Burns all my feelings to the ground and all my hope has gone away |
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I simply will decay |
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Of war in mind |
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I ran away |
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The chaos lies behind me but a desert plains, where |
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I can see - the golden bright sun blinds me |
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No strength, no help to break this spell |
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This curse that grinds me down my mortal life runs out of me |
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I'm dying on my own |