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The same story every day
Playing in an endless loop
There is no beginning or ending
This story is doomed to oblivion
I am doomed to oblivion.
Life is a succession of empty and pointless events
The ending is always the same for everyone
It doesn't matter how hard we try
We are all doomed to oblivion.
Lifeless bodies , empty smiles
They seem not to know what's about to happen
We are like birds who never learned to fly
Condemned to live forever caged, clamped to the ground
Winged but not able to take flight .
I see someone trough the mirror every day, she is calling me
She calls me sith a silent voice
Watching her I feel I can trust her
but her eyes are hiding something from me.
She is always by my side
inviting me to cross the threshold and join her.
When of Hope only ashes remain , it is time to move forward
Cross to the other side
Find the freedom we desire
in a place where blood flows freely without effort.