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In this cell that is ours there is no pity No sunrise on the cold plain that is our soul No beckoning to a warm horizon The sun shall never greet my eyes again It is our world It has been stolen from us, bastards No goddamn sun No goddamn pain Ive searched my heart for love But all in vain No goddamn sun, no goddamn pain Exploring life without fear - Without feeling I am one with My torment and forever blind My desire clenches itself in a hungry fist And welcomes my soul to the thirst of dying Mother of all, come take your revenge The sun shall never greet my eyes again
Posted on: Fri, 05 Sep 2014 13:53:38 +0000

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