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Prayer
Dead souls,
screaming in front of the gates,
that i try to hold,
don't go away, i can't let you go,
but, maybe that's my fate,
to cry alone,
take me, take me on the road to heavens,
we can raise like night that has no dawn,
but not alone...
Monsters,
crawling the gates to my mind,
i am falling, don't let me fall,
i can not face the world,
ever again, alone.
Nightmares,
biting the gates,
i am trying to hold,
to stay awake, but they call,
so hard to breathe,
so hard to stand,
please don't go, or i can't...
Death,
licking the gates,
those that i bear,
its getting cold,
its getting late,
maybe... it's time to go,
but i am loosing myself,
i... can't stay alone...
You,
waiting behind my gates,
those i don't want to open,
but, for how long will i stay awake ?
and when i wake up, will you be here?
i am so scared, why can't we live,
why can't we dance forever,
don't listen to them,
don't look at them,
we can beat the fate,
we can be the prayer,
but its so laud,
and i am so tired,
they are so laud,
so laud, so tired,
your eyes,
i see that you know you have to go,
but.. don't.. go.. no...
so cold...
.... where are you ?
screaming in front of the gates,
that i try to hold,
don't go away, i can't let you go,
but, maybe that's my fate,
to cry alone,
take me, take me on the road to heavens,
we can raise like night that has no dawn,
but not alone...
Monsters,
crawling the gates to my mind,
i am falling, don't let me fall,
i can not face the world,
ever again, alone.
Nightmares,
biting the gates,
i am trying to hold,
to stay awake, but they call,
so hard to breathe,
so hard to stand,
please don't go, or i can't...
Death,
licking the gates,
those that i bear,
its getting cold,
its getting late,
maybe... it's time to go,
but i am loosing myself,
i... can't stay alone...
You,
waiting behind my gates,
those i don't want to open,
but, for how long will i stay awake ?
and when i wake up, will you be here?
i am so scared, why can't we live,
why can't we dance forever,
don't listen to them,
don't look at them,
we can beat the fate,
we can be the prayer,
but its so laud,
and i am so tired,
they are so laud,
so laud, so tired,
your eyes,
i see that you know you have to go,
but.. don't.. go.. no...
so cold...
.... where are you ?
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