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This world inside a crystal ball – it means too much.

My downfall in the same old birdcage.

My last wrong step to you – ever bleeding touch

How could I know, this realm is a mirage?

It’s here, the echo of that Storm

God let me go!

I Always trying. Trying to forget.

But Memories are rising in the flame of rage.

Your foul play has left stink of lie everywhere,

But it's unable to bring me again to despair.

The rays of the sun blast into my back

The warmth of the past that keeps me off track

The glasswall that holds my existence within

The ball made of crystal where peace's wearing thin

It’s here, echo of that Storm

God let me go!

I Always trying. Trying to forget.

But Memories are rising in the flame of rage.

Your foul play has left stink of lie everywhere,

But it's unable to bring me again to despair.

No more echo of that storm

Now it’s all gone

No more of that storm

I broke this Glasswall