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A Fire lights it's to see

makes Tragedy look beautiful

it's carved in the shadows soaked remains

And black Gasoline smoke

from leaves drops liquid sorrow

swallow but get in fields

and the soft voice of Reason shattered

pre-polished remains

Given love without an answer

Servitude a game of fear

And a Neutral that is watching

Her sorrowed thoughts

are going down

The stars shall stop - they're written in the sky

laid in fire up to Heaven

taking pictures in a frenzy

Leaving scars in Angels faces

Chorus:

Where..

Where do I

Where do I belong?