Long passed and cold already
So why I feel myself so sad?
Long gone and for the new I’m ready
And to my heart old path is dead
Like the old scar that's before fight
Sometimes it aches or it hurts
And I’m worried hard tonight
With all my grievances deferred
Stupidity or nostalgia
Or maybe it is just a fuss
And I’m so tired of it? I call ya’
Again to darkness which I trust
For to observe and reassure
With what is gone for a long time
What I've been through, ‘ve been through for sure
To fight again for what is mine
To dispute what has been decided
If you have strength, then go straight
The trumpet’s calling, world’s divided!
I go forward on my fate…
To dispute when it’s not too late
Challenges of fate
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