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Like a cloud gathered it comes from above, blown by the wind in my direction. |
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The very first gasp inhales a fire, telling the tale of the unconsciousness ones. |
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I am loosing my sight while my scent disappears, only the smell of blood remains. |
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I can't hear a thing anymore, my limbs are feeling numb and lifeless to the bone. |
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Caged inside this body the cloud waves over never to return again, but what is left of me? |
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But what is left of me?....... Of me? |
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Eyes are watching me and trying to communicate, but I can't reply to their needs. |
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Something was taken from me within a glimpse, my nerves have fallen asleep. |
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Years are passing by, imprisoned for life, the gas inside has eaten my senses and sanity. |
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The raging battle still roars a war which has never ended, I only ask you for this one favor. |
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Step aside your ethics and take me to my last will, back there that once was... |
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But what was left of me?..... Of me? |
