Memories start to fade, only a gray thought of something Was it even me? All the scars remind me I was somewhere Forgotten you were so don't dare to rise Stay in your tomb, whoever you were I washed myself with pain a long time ago So deep that nothing can reach me These deep shadows of my heart, crushing pain It follows in voices, the rooms, the garden Leaving me to bleed the truth of it all Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow Searching memories of the days of light It will kill me, even a touch of warmth But I long for it more Than the stone I've turned to Alone in this castle, in these halls of gloom An old shape, once a brave man Now the servant of sorrow
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