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The struggle against sin, the struggle for light.
And there is no harder question.
That in this world we are but grains of sand.
The gates to paradise are open to us, but we are unworthy of them, gazing only at a single blade of grass.
It is so hard to fight with the heart.
It is so hard for others to be warmed by us.
We are but grains, a feather, a fluff,
Oh Lord, send me at least one tear.
It will rain again,
It’s getting cold.
There’s a fire in my soul, a raging flame.
But no one will ever know about it.
I’ll manage, I’ll overcome myself.
But still…
Oh God, what has become of me,
Who do I look like now.
The years have flown by in an instant,
And I still carry my sins as a burden.
Save me, Lord, have mercy on me and my loved ones,
That’s all I’m asking for now.
Where it’s thin, where it’s sharp, there are my footsteps.
I’m waiting for you, my friend,
But the wounds from the shards are not light.
Where you are, there is light; where I am, there is darkness,
In the misty haze, I search for you, my best healer and my enemy.
We can’t make sense of our own minds.
I was given life, but it all seemed like a momentary thing.
This is life’s joke.
I torment my mind and torment my sanity.
Where are you, where am I, there are no more forget;me;nots in my heart.
I’m so tired of giving love to others.
Here, drink from my vein, stir my blood again.
I can’t come to terms with the pain,
My heart has grown hard,
You’re my vampire, and I’m your queen of whores.
And there’s no escaping it now,
I knew my end,
And this song has no more notes.
The fire and the dense forest will be outlined in the darkness by a flock of crows.
I’m waiting for you, and in my mind I’m playing your game.
Tell me who you are, tell me who I am.
It’s impossible to break free from the bonds.
You’re in love with my blood, and I loved you, you rogue.
There’s no need to tell me anything — it’s clear enough.
I’ll come to my senses on my own.
Even though I’m not making myself clear.
I loved life, but I’ll die for love.
I’m a bad actress who will die on stage.
The violin is playing, the candles are lit.
Au revoir, my Mon Ami,
I shouted throughout the universe.
All masks are cast off, and the roles are distributed.