Well, all are lost,
all are lost and I know that
my life turns to a nightmare
follows the angels of Death
climbs in dessert mountains.
I'd left my reality behind
without you, I cannot feel
days haven't any meaning
roads lead to nothing
I'm down
in the bottom of the Hell
sad, tired, alone
with broken wings
and emty hands
dark inside my heart
no voices, no calls
deep dark
since we be apart
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