Symbolical and mystical
Between life and death we're torn
A constant struggle
Behold the apocalypse
The end is closing in
Did you ever really
Weak and sick I crawl
In the dust of past mistakes
Leaving
Stumbling through
This complex puzzle that is my life
Thirsty for knowledge
B
On the fields of desolation
We are all alone
Crying in each
These gardens of angst
In which I stand
Lost and confused
Hungry for
As I walk alone
Paralysed and frozen
Weakened by the fact
It is
Trapped in a downward spiral of pain
Horrific memories, your life
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then
On the fields of desolation
We are all alone
Crying in each
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