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Waste of the fire that braces me Trying to analyse these signs on the wall Still they means nothing On the floor with the head in my hands Trying to understand but there's no answers There's no.. answers Maybe I should have figured it out Maybe there's no sense at all just and endless path of dreams Crashed down and destroyed by faith I'm shouting out your name in my sleep, but you hear nothing A beauty clean as water poising my snow Like a draft did apart my exictense I'll deny, I'll resist, I'll survive, exist Seven days of rain, leaning out my shoulders Should I accept that my throne lies in ruins I'll deny, I'll resist, I'll survive, exist Should I accept the punishment when I've done nothing? Should I accept the flathering words when I never dererved it? Should I accept the clouded sky when I know there's a sun behind it? Should I alow my blood to circulate when I want it to stop? A beauty clean as water poising my snow Like a draft did apart my exictense I'll deny, I'll exist, I'll survive, exist Seven days of rain, leaning out my shoulders Should I accept that my throne lies in ruins I'll deny, I'll resist, I'll survive, exist I'll deny, I'll resist, I'll survive, exist |