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How deep is your fear?

All you want to see is here

A need to do the things you do when you're near

Promised golden sins

Do believe in silken dreams

A land of laugh, of cry, of motion dreaming

How fast you'll run

When end will come

And join the endless sun?

What should I say

When the eyes the truth can tell?

You may not be all that you might be, as a closed shell

Foul at a price

Knowing what it is to be ruled by dice

A sight for sore eyes that explore the damned eyes

Prime that desire

Hands in the fire

It's the end of the wire

No matter what I say

No wonder who's to blame

No need to have a name

I want to have things my way

Do it my way

A need to find that track

A need to have a power rack

A need to find the clock I've lost and switch it back

Do what I've waste

Do I confess?

Am I on my possess?

It matters what I say

I wonder who's to blame

I need to have a name

I want to have things my way

Do it my way

And pray to stay

On what I say