Who has not known immense pain
Will only have a glimpse of time
The slow needle whether it snows or winds
The omnipresent underlines your absence
Everywhere

Who has not known the unstable reign
Who has not lost does not know the pain
No more reserve, at all neither god, nor hate, doesn't care
No more pride, I have all of a pain
A darkening

If I had at least seen your face again
Caught a glimpse in the distance of the slightest cloud
But it's to those who rise
That we summon hope of which we say they bleed
Without a goodbye, to believe and why do I exist
When the other says "I die"? Why does nothing stir
Your heart?

All my most hostile demons
Break the most fragile voices
Of all my most devoted angels
And me the strange lost fiancée to the darkening

If I had at least seen your face again
Caught a glimpse in the distance of the slightest cloud
But it's to those who rise
That we summon hope of which we say they bleed
Without a goodbye, to believe and why do I exist
When the other says "I die"? Why does nothing stir
Your heart?

If I had at least seen your face again
Caught a glimpse in the distance of the slightest cloud
But it's to those who rise
That we summon hope of which we say they bleed
Without a goodbye, to believe and why do I exist
When the other says "I die"? Why does nothing stir
Your heart?

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