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mind in fog, spinning about walking alone, through a forest of doubt searching for reason, proud and frail running in circles but can't find the trail emotions are blended, spinning inside chaos with peace, humilty and pride feelings suppressed, so hard to know which feelings to hide, which feelings to show troubles are false, troubles are real torn apart, don't know what to feel i am the shade of dark and spiteful hatred made i am the shade of dark and spiteful hatred made! to haunt and lurk among the shallows of the ghosts, the graves and the longing shadows i am the one lost from the gloried and garish sun my fate sealed with the blood of men was i once he who loved the sun, was darkness free? fate was mine to weave and twine insane and lost was i once he who loved the sun, was darkness free? insane and lost without body or soul but breath of frost From Letras Mania