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Stuck in the blessing of solitude

they say it's a master of attitude

carpe diem and screw them all

it's just an abyss and down I fall

In this moment of solitude

how can pain have such magnitude

used to be sure what was 'round the bend

guess I was shut down but peaceful then

What is to become of me

fear as far as the eye can see

in your absence in despair

incomplete In hell in your hands

Yes I can play with dishonesty

fool myself and say probably

my eyes are shut but it's you I see

craving the fruits of my sacred tree

What is to become of me

pain as far as the eye can see

in your absence in despair

incomplete in hell in your hands

In this moment of solitude

something's wrong with my attitude

What is to become of me

pain as far as the eye can see

in your absence in despair

incomplete in hell in your hands

In your absence in despair