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Years have passed before me Changing my view to things I see See my inner world on collide With another that I left outside I lived for hate so many years I tried to hide from pain and tears Tears I wept all for vain In world of grief I was until Until I tasted blood of His vine Until Until... I lived for greed conscience seared But all I possessed was only fear Fear grew in a shapes of gray In world of grief I was until Until I tasted blood of His vine Until Until... Until I tasted blood of His vine Until Until... From Letras Mania