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The echoes of the memories silences the hour
Gagged in the heavy mind's chains i fall away
No longer I wan't to be bolted stuck
to the anchor of sadness
But finally get the longing 'put out' - After leaving
Drank I too much of the cup of (life)hope
Took I the joy of vanity for granted
Beacause my battle against the
emptyness' pain - This death anxietys
intoxication
Is the only thing left - That is mine
In my solitude I know anyway
That I have no other to thank but myself
That's why I'm calm when
The rope is tightened around my neck
Mute witnesses can not give comfort
The common man in the funerals choir
gathering will never see
The land of the lost
I with my own hands created
This intense drag towards death's portals
A walking studie in choked weeped service (as in church)
Ruled since the dawn of time
But something I never let go of - Was the sorrow
In my solitude I know anyway
That I have no other to thank but myself
That's why I'm calm when
The rope is tightened around my neck
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