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It's the end of game

Nothing is easy to earn

Stop your breath

Untill you can't support it

Whithout no signification

Only the blackness

All around you

Years a ramble

Years a drift

There's no ways

There's no place

Whithout nothing to make

Whithout nothing about think

Whithout no signification

Only the disgrace

All around your life

Years a trying

Years whithout obtain

Your brain is empty

Your life is empty

Your body don't belongs

to you, and the pains remains

You lose it!

You need to hand over you

You lose it !

There's no ways to come back...

You lose it!

You need to hand over you

You lose it!

There's no ways to come back...

Obsession,

I need to see, from the darkness

I can't return.