Pitch Black Process toy soldier oyuncak asker

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Are you out of time in the middle of nowhere?
Are you really lost, or just afraid?
Maybe this is,
the beginning you've been looking for.
Every trial of life is like being in a war.
Hep denedin, biliyorum. (You've always tried, I know)
Hep kaybettin, biliyorum. (You've always lost, I know)
Roaming in a storm since day one.
Alone in this journey,
Destination unknown.
Everything was dreamt of is dead and gone.
You are like a king who sits on the failure throne.
Hep denedin, biliyorum. (You've always tried, I know)
Hep kaybettin, biliyorum. (You've always lost, I know)
Düşlerin bile yaralı. (Even your dreams are hurt)
Oyuncak asker gibisin, (You are like a toy soldier,)
Azap yollarında. (In the way of torment.)
Hep denedin, biliyorum. (You've always tried, I know)
Hep kaybettin, biliyorum. (You've always lost, I know)
Hep denedin, biliyorum. (You've always tried, I know)
Hep kaybettin, biliyorum. (You've always lost, I know)
Düşlerin bile yaralı. (Even your dreams are hurt)
Oyuncak asker gibisin, (You are like a toy soldier,)
Azap yollarında. (In the way of torment.)

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