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A cold caress to a skin made of stone

Each step you take always farther

Alas, hear me

Alas, you return to me and hold all the pain inside

Alas, you betray your own thoughts to conceal the lies

A decision made by the heart you hate

To surely greet an early and desired grave

The last voices you would deign to hear

Our lost cries and forgotten pleas

So you're leaving us, at last

But before you go, Alas

Come and heal the deepest wound

Now arise and restore her youth

Alas, restore our youth