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From the graveyard.

I've walked from the graveyard.

My hope was destroyed, my life was broken.

I felt a dirt and the bad smell.

Nodody loves me, nobody hears me.

I am alone. Absolutely nitwit!

There're walls and skies around me,

And unfamiliar lands..

So cold and lonely my life..

I'm waiting for the end

(my saving end)

Irons are her fate,

Solitude's her name.

She remembers last December days,

Sunshine's rays..

If I could take your hands

And light your way

To save you

To guard you

From all this pain

To guide you

To hold you

And take away

I don't belong to this place,

I feel it everywhere..

But something still supports me -

I know you're somewhere there

(I feel your stare)

Now she sees the nurse

Now she feels the hearse

Now she listens to brought thistle's thruth

Sadly thruth

If I could take your hands

Lead through the night

From violence,

From silence

Of cruel sky..

Then charm of

your smile

Will never die