Following the path as it leads toward
The darkness in the north
Weary strangers' faces show their sympathy
They've seen that hope before
So very sick feeling. Dunno if there is a way out anymore. I fear I might have killed somebody. Or will. Seems like you all really are against me on this "Lets-ruin-his-life" mission.
Nah, it's him whos the crazy one, right, right! I just dont see it anymore, I wanna go away and stop the fucking play. I might not live long but my death will be such a show you've never seen before!
Throw your thoughts back many years
To the time when there was life with every morning
Perhaps a day will come when the light will be as clear as on that morning
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