THROES OF SOUL
They all still ask me if I'm happy
But for me it's just a word
How can I be that
If I'm here in this world alone
Reaper, take my soul
I don't need it anymore
It's empty but it's full of fear
Only anger and nothing clear
Pressure on my soul, with you is gone my pain
Oh please Lord, take my hand
Where's that old man with that smile
With big dreams in his mind
Every change is going away
And I can feel only the pain
Reaper, take my soul
I don't need it anymore
It's empty but it's full of fear
Only anger and nothing clear
Pressure on my soul, with you is gone my pain
Oh please Lord, take my hand
Where's that old man with that smile
With big dreams in his mind
Every change is going away
And I can feel only the pain
Pressure on my soul, with you is gone my pain
Oh please Lord, take my hand

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