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Verse 1:
The virtue of life is taken from me.
Doom is my fate, it's dragging me down,
Until I crawl, I crawl.
My sickness commands me, lusting for more.

When time is nigh,
my cry of despair breaks the silence:
SET ME FREE, RELEASE ME.
I am lost in a dream as I'm falling.

Chorus:
Down on my knees (down on my knees),
sore and I'm weak (sore and I'm weak),
Autumn bears witness of the peace that I seek.
Winter unfolds (winter unfolds),
coldness it holds (coldness it holds)
Heralds the end of my future untold.

Don't forsake me,
don't you tell me my deeds were in vain.
If this is my fate at last,
who will tell of a heroic past?

Verse 2:
Deceit and betrayal, I'm wandering alone
Am I bound to life and death?
Bound to this mortal shell?
All of its glory condemned to decay.

My memories leave such bitter taste as I yell:
SET ME FREE, RELEASE ME.
The tyrant whispers to me as I'm sinking.

Chorus:
Down on my knees, sore and I'm weak,
Autumn bears witness of the peace that I seek.
Winter unfolds, coldness it holds
Heralds the end of my future untold.

Don't forsake me,
don't you tell me my deeds were in vain.
If this is my fate at last,
who will tell of a heroic past?

Bridge:
Blazing eyes, no disguise
Feeble minds fall behind Endless cries,
sweet demise I will stand my ground
I will fight Fight for my life

I long to remain, I long to be freed,
I reach out my hand to the ungodly seed.
All that I have I will give to be taken,
all that I love I will leave to be shaken.
Appear before me upon the invocation;
gift me with power, life and liberation.
Mine shall be yours, you shall command me.
My silenced pride shall rise up once more.

I am the nightfall, I am the storm.
I am the ashes, I am the soil.
I am decay, I am the fall.
I am misery, I am pain.

SET ME FREE, RELEASE ME.

Down on my knees, I'm sore and I'm weak,
Autumn bears witness of the peace that I seek.
Winter unfolds, coldness it holds
Heralds the end of my future untold.

Don't forsake me,
don't you tell me my deeds were in vain.
If this is my fate at last,
who will tell of a heroic past?

Don't forsake me,
don't you tell me my deeds were in vain.
If this is my fate at last,
who will tell of a heroic past?
Who will tell of a heroic past?

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