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I can't tell you why people die alone

And I can't tell you why people chase the sun

What lead them to believe that this was the way

Sirens screaming on a silent hill

The mist sets on the land

And nothing new begins

Every morning is a victory

Tortured by pain

Can you see me bleeding

Never ending to me

Born to live, Father

Will you free me when my time is done

And will you enlighten me

Of what is yet to come

The mist sets on the land

And nothing new begins

Every morning is a victory

Tortured by pain

Can you see me bleeding

Never ending to me