Another step

Every step you take leads you to the end and when I look at you I see only a pitiful human slave. Your fake is not a perfection. You have forgotten all your reasons why - why we all lie, on this cold playground of sin… I look at you and I know - in no one but myself I can trust. I don't get love or care from this world of pain, because all of you sell the dreams that you created. And every step I chose to make is just some kind of torture - I reach out my hands without purpose. But I want and I respect this silence.

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We sleep in flames
Until we burn up

Lunatic Soul - Adrift
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