Take away all of this pain,
Life feels like it's all in vain,
Life feels like it's all in vain,
Rottenly it seeps through the trees,
Burning lots of conscious streams,
Falling like dismantled dreams.
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were, never meant to make it this far.
We were, never meant to make it this far.
I feel the rage,
And it burns through ages,
Of all these yesterdays.
We are all damaged and broken,
Like to sing for death alone,
Like to sing for death alone,
Hope it's gone cold with it's cause,
Lost inside it's every flaw,
Without this
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were, never meant to make it this far.
I feel the rage,
And it burns through pages,
Of all these yesterdays.
Uncovered past,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.
With the end in sight,
I glimpse what's left of light,
Pressing against my head,
And dream of eternal death.
And dream of eternal death.
I feel the rage,
And it burns through pages,
Of all these yesterdays.
Uncovered past,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.
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