a loneli winter nightyour time has come to goto travel
I'm wandering in my remembranceI have to realize the shattered
once you've felt the anger insidenow you're an eagle without
desteny, everything's predictabletreated as a fool, you laugh at meyou're
you've created a new form of lifeit's not real, it's
the river of life has got many tributariesmine is dark
here I lay woundet in a trenchwaiting for my last
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