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The passion I once had is now the ashes in my vault I'm looking out of the window Which consists of fragments I'm going out of the door Where the axe of death passes me its hand I repress my daily routine But I tolerate it still Where is my passion I once had? I ask you 'Cause you support the guilt Where is my passion I once had? I'm too sensitive for this world The enthusiasm that I felt when I was young Is now hatred I repress it But the frustration is too strong Where is my passion I once had? I ask you 'Cause you support the guilt Where is my passion I once had? Why don't you redeem me from this torment? Give me a new life where I'll find my old passion If you don't help me, I'll manage to help myself But then I'll be victorious Where is my passion I once had? I ask you 'Cause you support the guilt Where is my passion I once had? Where is my passion? Where is my passion? Where is my passion? |