| Black waters
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| Come closer
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| Envelop me
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| Pull me under
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| At striking distance
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| Filling the horizon
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| The barrel of a gun
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| An opening towards the sea
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| Always in my field of vision
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| Silently lurking in my peripherals
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| A promise of relief
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| A symbol of impending doom
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| My will, will never fail me
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| My will is as strong as always
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| My fear is ever present
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| Yet it exercises no control
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| Go now!
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| Let go!
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| One last look at the Fata Morgana
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| And then turn my eyes towards the surface
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| Disintegrated by the impact
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| Clutched in your cold dark arms
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| Crushed under your immense pressure
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| To rest peacefully in dreamless sleep
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| My heart will never fail me
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| My heart is as strong as always
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| My hand it wants to tremble
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| Yet it’s always steady as a rock
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| My life will never fail me
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| My will to live is still strong
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| My choices are clad in iron
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| And I will exercise my right to choose |