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Old desires, no sense for truth

She forgot everything has a root

One more word till the rollercoaster start

You will find thousand ways to live without me..dead rose..and my torns..will bleed you now

She brings me storms

Without me, Pain is her last resort

Love, rise and fall

Without me, Pain is her last resort

Like a sharpen knife on your skin

My last touch brings you an inner feed

If I would ever bring you down

You wouldn´t find a god named the Sun

She brings me storms

Without me, Pain is her last resort

Love, rise and fall

Without me, Pain is her last resort

She brings me storms

Without me, Pain is her last resort

Love, rise and fall

Without me, Pain is her last resort

When the freedom of speech falls

And the trust is remorse

The cult of the “Non” rises

When the priest becomes dust

And the rose falling down

Pain is her last resort

Lead guitar

She brings me storms

Without me, Pain is her last resort

Love, rise and fall

Without me, Pain is her last resort