Within the clutches of a dying world
I will rise, watch me rise
From the ruins that we all call home
We are all the same
We are all born of the same construction
before the lies and before the destruction
How will we ever live this life
How could anyone want this fight?
I suffer
I suffer for my sins
and I cant escape
from this life I've lived
And I am divided
By my obsession from which I started to be
A creator of life
a saviour of souls
but I had become death
The fires burn
and ashes fly
and I cant see the darkness subsiding
not a glimpse of light
How can we live with this on our heads
Where will we go when everything is dead?
Everything is dead
I've found something to live for
I won't become death

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