Are you tired of being weak?
Such a rage that you could scream
All the stars right out of the sky
And destroy the prettiest starry night
every evening until I die
I'm exhumed just a little bit less human
and and a lot more bit and cold
Live, love, burn, die
One starts to change into
something a mirror doesn't recognize
the darkness has been biding its time
to claim its latest victim
fresh meat and carnal desires
to become, what I became
I viewed the sun for the last time
my heart is dead and so are you.
And the wind will blow my fears away
Will dry my tears away
And dry my tears away
And blow my fears away
Embrace the wind with both arms
Stop the clouds dead in the sky
Hang your head no more
And beg no more
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