FAR AWAY FROM THE CITIES I’M BURNING.
SIRENS ARE SCREAMING IN MY HEAD,
CORRUPTED LIFE FOR A CHANCE TO FEEL SOMETHING,
PLANTED MY GARDEN WITH GUNS
FAITH, DEFY MY FAITH TO FEEL THIS NOTHINGNESS.
SAINTS, THOSE FALLEN SAINTS INHALE MY OLD REGRETS.
NO DIRECTION FOR MY SOUL
UNDER YOUR WINGS- DESCENDING ANGEL
I WAS BLIND AND CONFINED TO MY PRISON
SINCE MY PRISON BECAME MY RELEASE
THIS IS MY NAME WRITTEN IN FIRE.
BELOVED CHILD OF A BROKEN KING
DENY MY FAITH TO FEEL MY INNER PIECE
SLAVES-NO MORE WHISPERS FOR THE SLAVES OF MY BELIEFS

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