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Scared to death, tormenting uncertainty

The perfect motivation for a change

Throbbing torture, mental compulsion

Leading the way out of the maze

Strip off your aggression, unending toleration

The adhesion to life has no boundary line

Exploiting and backstabbing, manipulating ways

Everything recruited for your own survival

You think that you can take back

Whatever you have left behind

Day by day you turned to stone

In gloomy days you became blind

So you think you can return

To the point that you have came from

But you can't really obtain

What you never ever hadn't