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I let go of the world, |
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I let go of the light |
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Then I fell towards memories of the dead |
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To the blackness |
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I fell,I was lost, |
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I was scared |
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And alone with the memories of the dead |
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Every single step |
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I fear to take |
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No light at all and no end in sight, |
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I must find my way |
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I must find my way |
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Now that I'm living here |
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And there's nowhere to go, |
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Speaking to me are memories of the dead |
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How to cope and endure |
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And survive all of this |
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I must listen to memories of the dead |
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In this place |
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I must control my fear |
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By myself |
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I must learn to be comfortable in darkness |
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To be comfortable in darkness |
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Is this darkness within and is life just the one |
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Is all of this in my head? |
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If it is I can choose |
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What I think, what |
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I feelThese things |
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I fear are only real in my head |
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Now I found the choices |
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I can make |
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I choose to rule my fear and not to break |
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I will master my own darkness |
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There is no step that |
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I now fear to take |
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The world within me, is mine to create |
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My fate is in my own hands |
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Now I understand |
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How it can be, how |
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I can see, how |
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I can find a way |
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To be comfortable in darkness |
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To be comfortable in darkness |
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Victory of myself, by myself over me |
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To be comfortable in darkness |
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In darkness |
