His loss of self comes fast
Pains are all but burnt out
Traces of times gone now
His mind throws all away
Eyes search and fix a gaze
Don't get lost here
We all bring faith
It's not just fear
We'll hold your place
Yet he didn't know us
Our shouts, screams, not enough
His turn brought us so close
Some join his comatose
Logic breeds our cold choice
A last flame's metal voice
Pains are all but burnt out
Traces of times gone now
His mind throws all away
Eyes search and fix a gaze
Don't get lost here
We all bring faith
It's not just fear
We'll hold your place
Yet he didn't know us
Our shouts, screams, not enough
His turn brought us so close
Some join his comatose
Logic breeds our cold choice
A last flame's metal voice
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