torments of a rising dawn*
a lament that calls...
the love that tortures
a sad unsustainable exodus.
the moment has arrived...
the end has come
a shiver of ice that runs through us
a pain that blinds us
behind the shadow of our destiny
the thought afflicts us
a cloud of broken dreams,
the thought afflicts us
souls brutally torn from the light
I whisper words of harsh reality
thoughts of an infinite abyss
from the abyss of this oblivion.. ...
of this oblivion....
rain,
of a destiny marked
by a feeling
killed
by our madness
of this oblivion......
we shoot... like sand in the wind....
.....like sand in the wind....
shoot like sand in the wind
shoot like sand in the wind - we disappear... like sand in the wind....
from our madness
of this oblivion...
from our madness ...
of this oblivion ...

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