| There was no light
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| I couldn’t find my very way
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| A dire frustration was all I could feel in my chest
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| For there was no joy in every moment I could spend
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| How could I reckon I trapped myself into a cage of misery?
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| My so-called strength had to be shattered
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| My beliefs were but a lie
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| It is so convenient to tint it all in deep tones of black
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| To live in fear is but meaningless
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| I shall face the source of my hopelessness
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| I just crave for suffering
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| I can see for the first time
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| And feel freed from the pain
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| Redeemed and disengaged
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| Oblivion is a just reward
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| A final slumber to end the divide
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| And awake purified
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| Why should I try to sustain such a barren state
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| When my whole condition is tantamount to emptiness?
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| I wish I could hide from this grim picture in my head
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| Yet I am locked up, lost in a maze of endless excruciation
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| I reach the height of isolation
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| There’s no need to revise or suspend the decision
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| For I discern but one conclusion
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| This gruesome existence has become an affliction I can’t withstand
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| Repeat second verse and chorus |