I dont like myself for what I dohatred eats my soul I turn blue
Even a clear sky clouds my eyes
breaking the cage time flies
I am lost, I dont want though
the sun moves up to and fro
I strech my hand to catch the sun
I turn black, it makes me burn
my devilish mind bangs the door
knocked down at the heaven's floor
bruises on the soul, something bleeds
wriggled it dies inbetween wants and needs
save me O lord, save me from my wrath
I am caught in a fire, i see death
What I see, is all myth?
A dying soul, breaths underneath
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