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Old, senseless thoughts half frozen in loneliness
Faster and faster we're spinning in circles
Imprisoned in pain, floating without sound
The death in the mist aimlessly wandering around
Our sad eyes say: "We have lost our view!"
Dead souls without rest, the graves are lonely and cold
But the promised peace I'm afraid we'll never find
For this place it lies so far
Beyond the cruelest light...
