Cold tears cover my years
Nothing’s left, an empty shade without yield
Recurring doubts change into eerie clouds
Just fuzzy, faint and nebulized, the die is cast
Golden dust covers my world at last
The dream has gone and leaves me behind
Golden dust is on my skin at last
I try to hide what is inside – secretly
Cold fear surrounds my sphere
Walled and wired a prisoner of the past
Frozen grace starring into space
The world outside will slip away like a thief

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