My life is like a broken record repeating itself over and over again
I try to be the commander of this wreck for a ship, but there’s nothing to gain
Life is like a boat that is burning. I try to sail but the winds wreck my last sail
All what’s in it is despair and pain. I try to reach solid dry land but I’m doomed to fail
I cast my last net into the enormous sea
Hoping to find someone, Yet loneliness is all I see
The scars of life have done my body pretty well
Manipulated like a pendulum between heaven and hell
I’ve been cast into the world of hardship and despair
Yet, one piece of my heart life pledged not to spare
I feel like a headless horseman searching aimlessly
And the beast that lurks inside demands revenge unfortunately
I am unable to choose between what I think and what I want
Yet the terrifying memories of the cold past will remain to haunt
I try to scream but no one seems to hear!!
And you dare to claim this home here??
I stare at the broken mirror that lays on the floor
But my scarred reflection stares back asking for more
Into the storm I surrender my body and soul
To the night rider I cast myself into the black hole
The clouds darken announcing: my life is coming to an end
My past and I will sail towards the dark mist and thou’ shall blend
So long my friend let the sea swallow me and the past up
Tonight I repay I debt. And my body it shall rip up
Now I hear my true calling
As I watch the light fading
This is the night when all angels cry
As they fall with their wings burning unable to fly (a song by ktypteria)
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