Abandoned in exile A veil to conceal What on earth could be worse than not to know what you feel A piece of me still holding on to what is lost and gone You know every liar will burn in my fire and still I keep asking me why do you lie to me? You know every liar will burn in my fire and still I keep asking me what do you want from me? So desperate with grace A disguise to protect Still no words to describe what it is that I feel A piece of me still holding to what is lost and gone Your soul consolation is the time that goes by and the only companions: the grimaces of life Did it hurt now to end here or is the pain more distinct Was it worth to give in now or is that the true sin?
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