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Please don't guide me again
Could you just leave me here?
I'll bury these wounds with you
I'll be gone by nightfall

The shadow is gone and then you're leaving coldness here
It's getting darker now, the night is drawing closer my dear

To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering - tonight

The start of cold seasons
Just a road of despair
There is no way out of here, again to feel you near

Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me this way?
And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again

I can feel the warm nightfall
As I taste the death on her lips
I am doomed to hold this woe
It's time to kneel I'm so alone

To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering - tonight

The start of cold seasons
Just a road of despair
There is no way out of here, again to feel you near

Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me the blame?
And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again

To writhe..
I found my suffering - the life
I hear you suffer me - to writhe
I bound my suffering - tonight
Please don't guide me again   Could you just leave me here?   I'll bury these wounds with you   I'll be gone by nightfall      The shadow is gone and then you're leaving coldness here   It's getting darker now, the night is drawing closer my dear      To writhe..   I found my suffering - the life   I hear you suffer me - to writhe   I bound my suffering - tonight      The start of cold seasons   Just a road of despair   There is no way out of here, again to feel you near      Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me this way?   And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again      I can feel the warm nightfall   As I taste the death on her lips   I am doomed to hold this woe   It's time to kneel I'm so alone      To writhe..   I found my suffering - the life   I hear you suffer me - to writhe   I bound my suffering - tonight      The start of cold seasons   Just a road of despair   There is no way out of here, again to feel you near      Why do you love to torture me; cut me open and leave me the blame?   And when away of de profundis, you disappear from me again      To writhe..   I found my suffering - the life   I hear you suffer me - to writhe   I bound my suffering - tonight