Great dilemma Detestable thoughts Non-existing facts And it's the grief that accompanies you Life and death are struggling The outcome is wavering The decision is ours But the truth escapes me The sadness of bereavement The loss of innocence Hate made an untrodded path Of my soul I walk lightly Trying not to wake My sleeping conciousness Trying to resist myself I want to be alive But my soul is asleep You can say whatever I go on all alone The fate has schemed Against us Great dilemma Detestable thoughts Non-existing facts And it's the grief that accompanies you Life and death are struggling The outcome is wavering The decision is ours But the truth escapes me The sadness of bereavement The loss of innocence Hate made an untrodded path Of my soul I walk lightly Trying not to wake My sleeping conciousness Trying to resist myself
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