In need to escape this bed of grief
You asked for a quick release
(I) be the one to carry you out
Make you breathe out all life
Through me you'll pass among the lost
But I am the one who lost all hope
Abandoned (all faith), when entering here
In a cold interval, eyelids collide
Fingers pressing, short breathing
Hand in hand towards the end
Slumber versus unrest
Sullen eyes, dark and silent,
As your soul entered the gates
I left a part of mine in there

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