| In solitude, looking into the flame that burns
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| Alongside with your memory
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| Desolation, a picture of my fallen star
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| A broken branch in my family tree
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| In my family tree
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| I raise my head, now defying this obvious truth
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| That night came and our heaven turned to Hell
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| That night came and our heaven turned to Hell
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| Our heaven turned to Hell
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| Drowning hope, remembering all the pain
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| Fear of loosing memories in the daily haze
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| It was the time we should fill with laughter
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| Of our newly arriving joy
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| The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
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| Flashing blue, cutting through the view
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| A message of death, that no one could foresee
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| Inside this hall, waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall…
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| My fallen
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| May not live to roam this earth
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| My fallen
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| Changed my life forever
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| My fallen
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| Left a mark inside so sore
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| My fallen
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| Only solitude within my core
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| The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
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| Flashing blue, cutting through the view
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| A message of death, that no one could foresee
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| Inside this hall, waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall
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| How many dreams, I have chased on my road
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| I don’t feel for anything anymore
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| All just fragments of disposable waste
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| A cesspool of terror, displaying hate
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| I have to face the day, still denying this obvious truth
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| That night came and our heaven turned to Hell
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| Our heaven turned to Hell… to Hell.
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| My fallen
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| May not live to roam this earth
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| My fallen
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| Changed my life forever
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| My fallen
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| Left a mark inside so sore
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| My fallen
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| Only solitude within my core
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| The siren grabs you with tragic hunger
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| Flashing blue, cutting through the view
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| A message of death, that no one could foresee
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| Inside this hall, waiting for the fall… the fall |