From somewhere far beyond When day and night where one Comes back a thought A turbulence of mind Relieve again the same old tragedy In blood and flesh I taste this memory Again in fright I lie here in the cold Waiting for signs To tell me where I am Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease Hated Rising Hated rise whiting, illusions carry me Ill stray and fall behind in sin Without a hope Ill be reborn in sin And still I see no signs ahead of me Tonight Ill lie in warm embracing cold For my remise is tribute to my past Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease Hated Rising Searching for answers But the shies turn its Bach on my quest for the light Feel lost in my anger And my sight and my golden years I leave behind
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