I'm a sinner but I know
The skin is often harder than the core
I hold on
Contemptousness will follow me...
No more will the glory of grotesque
Adorn your lifeless limbs
Like an eerie arabesque
Locked in you
Anima Sola - World keeps turning
Anima Sola - World keeps burning
So burn for me / burn with me
I'm a servant of your grace
Captivated in sobriety
Why am I crawling further on?
In apathy
It's been too many words and too many lies
It's been too many years without being alive
It's been a long long road, never reaching the end
Too many wasted moments
No more will I be pushed again into your golden cage
No more will I lay my arms around your bait
No more will the glory of grotesque
Adorn your lifeless limbs
Like and eerie arabesque
Locked in you
Drowning is not so pitiful
As the attempt to rise
Three times, 'tis said, a sinking man
Comes up to face the skies
And then declines forever
To that abhorred abode
Where hope and he part company -
For he is grasped by God
The Maker's cordial visage
However good to see
Is shunned, we must admit it
Like an adversity
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