As i find myself standing here alone

On this grave of illusions i once called home

Like a potential, sarcastical dream of today

Left to become nothing but hate

I'm all dowsed through the flames of pretend

Like a white dove that now turned red



I find you here

In this part of the world

I will come near

I find you here

In this part of the world

I will come near

Near to your soul



As i find myself losing the trust that i gained

On this part of the world that's covered with hate

Like the past that's forgotten and the future that's gone

Left to destroy and leave me in a hole

I'm becoming imune to pretend

Like a white dove that now turned red



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I hold my eyes

Up, on the skyes

I put the stars in my heart

But all my dreams will fell apart



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