There`s left no love inside, There`s left no righteous life but the hate is strong and stains the path I roam. There`s right and there is wrong, yet I chose the one I`m on. To the hell and back where life is gone.
And it`s all to make you worth of dying, Worth of something like you! We keep falling down like summer rain…
These wounds are deep enough to make me feel alive. You`re no saint I saw it from your eyes. Can I taste the bitter fame? Can I bless the bitter race? To the hell and back where we belong.
Down, Down, Down like the summer rain, Away from winter`s bane.
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