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Darkness! Sorrow! Who is there?

Someone’s calling! Who would dare?

Thousand eyes are watching your every move.

There is nothing left to prove!

Two dirty hands coming from the dark.

They are touching your face leaving a mark!

Whose are those hands? They are not mine!

Their origin must be devilish divine.

Someone whispers. Pale lips. Quiet and frightened voice.

To be alone and broken was never my choice.

Blood all over my hands. I had lost the cross hanging from my neck.

If somebody took it, will he return it back?

Tears are falling. Quiet music of guitar.

The place where it comes from isn’t far.

Failure! Nothing can stop me from falling apart.

The fault destroys every desperate piece of my heart.

Despite the lies, I still believe!

I’ll face the reality and never leave!

I hate to weaken the dark side in me.

Anger bursts in flames! Can’t you see!

Stop yelling, stop screaming and listen to this!

I keep trying but I’m tired of fighting this.

All of you blame only me that my wounds didn’t heal

Now I see that you really do not know how it feels.

My future has become your obsession.

It is time to make your confession.

All this and my whole life is an illusion.

My world and dreams are falling into confusion.

Killing my faith is your last desire.

In your eyes, I can see energy and fire.

My hands, my face, my body are a map of my fate,

Which is full of lots of love and hate?

However, what is the difference between these two?

Nothing! They are both pure energy coming from you.

My tears are the sweetest poison to drink.

I haven’t got an idea what the future will bring.

I see a burning candle in my tender hand.

Should I pray for me or for you, my friend?

You want my soul to be your possession.

I can see your nightmares put you into a passion.

Making me your slave is your ambition.

Have you asked for my permission?

All the secrets that you safely hide

Are connected with revenge and fight.

How could I trust so naively in you?

You trade me! How could you!

I really do not feel all right.

Every night I weak up at midnight.

Because of those empty thoughts.

My mistakes as yours are lots.

Stop! Please, listen to my voice!

This is my offer but it is your choice.

Days come and go! So much wasted lifetime!

You said I did not care a dime.

You do not think before you speak.

Please, tell me! What do you seek?

Your mind- empty! All over your heart- frost!

Do you know what will cost to be lost?

Please, I beg you! Take my advice!

There is still time to think twice!

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