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Once more I gather the bricks for the wall And build a safe house A home made of stone A place to hide A sanctuary sealed from the inside Doubting my existence Or more precisely the cause What was the solid foundation Upon where I built my life How did it turn out to be an conviction How come I can't see behind the bars Each door is sealed, every portal is fastened By the demons of the dark I have longed for the voice of silence I have been cherishing the sounds Of the voice so profound and cold That no notes are left to be found |