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Roam in shadows

longing for reasons

lost in a circle

killing all the hopes

this is a fraction

I was never here

your grip is weaker

standing on the edge

there's no way out

you made it easy

no need to count

the remains

your grip is weaker

standing on the edge

there's no way out

you made it easy

no need to count

the remains

where the corners meet

you will find the beast

in uncertainty

floating in fluids

unable to cope

words are weightless here

with nothing to fear

and nothing to lose

your grip is weaker

standing on the edge

there's no way out

you made it easy

no need to count

the remains

your grip is weaker

standing on the edge

there's no way out

you made it easy

no need to count

the remains