Death,
Tell me what you want,
Tell me why I exist?
Call it a life, can't understand,
Why the road turns so grey.< br/>Thoughts, no one else has
I will never be what I was.
A monotonous
feeling that stirs.
Wish
everything was ours
Will a new moon rise,
against clouds and hide itself?
On its suffocation in the sky,
he sees the way,
another evening?
br/>Death,
knows no shame,
quietly, quietly he goes forward.
Where did you go?
Everything is gone.
I can don't think big.
Vona, can he play hurt?
Fimbul winter will turn into spring.
Call it a life, can't understand,
why the road is so ¥ gray.
Will a new moon rise,
against clouds and hide itself?
On its suffocation in the sky,
he sees a road,
a second night?

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