Out in the streets… The cold freezes my bones
if I believed in destiny
I could say it's playing too rough
I'm braving the life and riding on the wind

I come from a distant land
My future lies in my hands

I'm a dead city walker…
Crossing the mist and following my way
I'm a dead city walker…
Passing through the darkness like a hurricane

I feel the blood flowing through my veins
The venomous waltz was broken again
Scarecrows are guarding the crossroad
Their smiles seem like deep black holes

When the fear goes too far
It's easy losing control
I am in command of my life
and move like a raging storm

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