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I walk through the ruins haunted by the pastreminders of my fearthe memories of pain stay here to lastthey will not disappearthe walls reflect the echoes of my screamssound goes on and onthe trial keeps recurring in my dreamsreality has goneno hopejust tearsinside the ministryno hopejust fearsa silent tear shed in a lonely hellaccompanied by hateforgotten years spent in a prison cellno witnesses to tellthe walls reflect the echoes of my screamssound goes on and onthe trial keeps recurring in my dreamsreality has goneno hopejust tearsinside the ministryno hopejust fearssplit personalityforced to conformitydestroyed by brutalityunfit to realityquest for indentity |
