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Woke up at night, in horror and fever |
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Feeling death-damp and pain in the liver |
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I saw a nightmare through my fairy dream |
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And it washed me just like an ice-cold stream |
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Once I was told by a fortune-teller |
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You were the last man standing in valor |
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Scars on the soul are never too old |
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They don't age with time - they only grow |
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Blood cannot warm up scars on the soul |
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Scars cause me pain for they're never too old! |
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Years bring us one scar after other |
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Friends pass away, children lose their mothers |
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Pain within me is becoming stunning |
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I guess my time to fade out is coming |
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I want to take things under my control |
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Instead the scar is still gnawing my soul |
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I stay up all night and go through this ache |
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I'm so scared to die before I'm awake |
