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Sweet sins scars my horizon Got nothing to expect in this emotional unstable time Looking forward there is a meanningless life to go Path of sorrow Age of decay Pictures of wrong decisions veils my sleep but the lines are drawns Nothing could release me Am I born to excuse my way of thinking? Am I force to justifiy who I am? Death Sweet death could be a mercyful fate Delivered of despair New kind of freedom A new kind of face |