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I crawl! Like the words I spoke in agony. Finally... In absence, the fake wall ... fell apart from the idea of dying... from the idea of dying in silence! I crawl, see, I crawl! Last drops of pride, within myself I hide Sunrise - the last one! Today I'll die in tears! Forever in a web, just a bloody substitute A puppeteer and his strings A puppet and it's misery Now the dice have been rolled in this game of self-hypocrisy Ερέβους κράτος νηπενθές. Μέλανος χολή κελεύει τας ημετέρας ψυχάς τε, δείμος εστί των ζοφερών πράξεων η μεγίστη εστία... In a sick way of thought Where misery of mind exists I sing a woe for the one I once was in the winter of souls Reality is something I ignore... And so my Truth remains inside a thrown mask in the corner... From Letras Mania