Panic Wrought
(Indisponível)
Here i stand empty heart empty hands
When all is silent
I lay defenseless in my solitude
Scattered dreams
Wasted dreams
This will denied
I have come to this land filled with hope
To understand when all is used up
Will i wash away and cling to this in desperation
I don't know
I can't see
I don't care what will be
I can't read what's happening it's hard to breathe
I can't feel now stiff and still
I await apprehensive at the gate
Should i lie here spent and exhausted
And hold to hope in desperation
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