| Closed doors to reality
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| Forced life of agony
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| Inside myself there’s only cold
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| Hammering soul with its sound
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| If I’ve got no heart, no face and no love
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| What’s the meaning of existence?
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| If I have no soul, no flesh, no life
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| Where should I go when I die?
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| Where should I go when I die?
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| I reached the limits, the edge of my world
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| Negation of Life is the end that must come.
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| I belong to nowhere of this land
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| No one talks to me
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| I’m invisible for you all
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| My skin has signs of no life
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| If I’ve got no heart, no face and no love
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| What’s the meaning of existence?
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| If I’ve got no soul, no flesh, no life
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| Where should I go when I die?
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| Where should I go when I die?
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| I reached the limits, the edge of my world
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| Negation of Life is the end that must come.
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| And in the end, I think it must be about faith,
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| and if faith is a choice, then it can be lost —
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| for a man, an angel, or the devil himself.
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| And if faith means never completely understanding God’s plan, then maybe
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| understanding just a part of it —
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| our part — is what it is to have a soul.
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| And maybe in the end, that’s what being human is, after all.
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| I don’t want to live
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| This life is my own Hell
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| The pain must be stopped
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| And it will when I die.
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| My dormant body walks street by street
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| The path of my destiny was revealed
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| So I can only follow my shadow
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| As my tears can wet no face |