A hundred suns, born to kill
It is madness, a sun
Moonlight
A glance of the moon into my
Blurred eyes
The darkness gives
I feel breathe
Live alone with my love
I gave it to
I turn inside of myself
Look back into my past
Into nothing
The
When time decides
The circle made from love and trust breaks
The
Blizzards reign the fires by the pod
Their cold heat set
With open arms, I am waiting
With open arms, I see
The image of the world I live in
Born into to
Stand up you've got to manage
I won't sympathize anymore
Oh dark night
In silence broken ban
Shackles of fear
I lie there
Flat
Deeply hidden in the deepest wood
Black is the night
The owls
(Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold
Why do
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Wwhat urge me to do right?
The emptiness
The conciousness of living
Mandkind's birth caused destruction
Two feelings of love and hate
Manipulation
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