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Pain surrounds, mentality is broken down

The powerlessness internalise

The powerlessness is now one with the body

The strength is finished again

The blood runs slowly and it feels as

The life disappears out in a sea

Where it is collected

As insignificant drops in an eternity

Then you become the suffering mouth

The cursed calls, the cautious cry

And a relief for all them

Who has fallen silentin their anguish

I see but; do not understand

I consult but; do not understand

I feel but; do not understnd... Why?

A faithful witness about all the need

And broken piece that can nest in a heart

An unerring, numbering man, as venture himself

To complain in the souls bitterness

Then you become the suffering mouth

The cursed calls, the cautious cry

Hated, dejected, attacked with defame

All I ask about is a while

A short second that few to exist

Then you become the suffering mouth

The cursed calls, the cautious cry...

The frost's verdure sealed around the skin

Mortify the soul

Less than the wounds before the stage out

The frost's verdure sealed around the skin

Cools the thought

More than foolishness before the stage out

What is that call that rises

Out of whipping iron frosted sea

And draws to those who nothing has?

There waits under grey clouds

Undecieved brothers and sisters