| Into the future of my days
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| I look through all the gates
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| Where I’ve blocked the way
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| Due to my mistakes
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| But if a circle cannot break
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| Then why don’t I feel safe
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| When I see what I eventually will have to face
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| When day turned into night I lost my way
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| All the signs were so bright that I went blind to one detail
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| I would break the silence
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| I would break the silence
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| I would break the silence
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| If in all this they call life
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| I make my way
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| Its a lot to undertake
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| Clear the way from my mistake
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| Open lines to all that pain
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| In the dream I’m wide awake
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| But in their eyes I seem to fade
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| How can I explain?
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| This fortress made of ice
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| Will break some day
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| This fortress made of ice
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| Will break some day
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| From the waters we’ll rise again
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| From the waters we’ll rise again
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| From the waters we’ll rise again
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| From the waters like razorblades
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| When day turned into night
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| I lost my way
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| All the signs were so bright
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| That I went blind to one detail
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| I would break the silence
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| I would break the silence
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| I would break the silence
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| If in all this they call life
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| I make my way
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| I make my way |