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How soon is now to end

This world we create

How can you say I pretend

This to be unloved

Within the time it finds me

I can't take it back

Within the host it protects me

Into what should not be done

How soon is now to end

This hour that we wait

How can you feel I lay

This heart alone

Wish all away to you come down

On me to remain

Wish all the time I have set aside

On what should not be done

A grace for the lost, death is a good way

The grace for the most, love is too late

How come it takes so long

Can I see you through

In need of comfort

Can I see you through

In need of sorrow

A grace for the lost, death is a good way

The grace for the most, love is too late