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Lost in a darkest wood, following the same shadow. |
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I count the drops in my hands. |
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The life is gone in my tears. |
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I feel again the hand of death, over a thousand broken dreams. |
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Come deadly wind, come embrace the night. |
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Now all the time it's only pain, another thorn in my heart. |
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I feel again the name of death. |
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The deadly wind sigh in my ears. |
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I count the drops in my hands. |
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The life is gone in my tears. |
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I feel again the hand of death, over a thousand broken dreams. |
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Lost in a darkest wood, following the same shadow. |
