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Too close to pain
To feel a thing
Too tired of hope
To ignite my wings
Thatïs what Iïm - the lord of uncertainty
A flame feeding on itïs own misery
The last asylum you would seek
The unchosen one, the weak
Show me a mirror
And Iïll be gone
Come to me
And hurt me
Remove me from fathers sight
His glory is just to bright
For me to worship
Too far from hope
To lose it
But near enough
Not to belive
Here it is - my ominuous path of faith
Divine intervention that came too late
Look into my eyes
And Iïll be gone
