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One turned to stone and now decays

One left alone, is now erased

Done is mine, will bleed once more

This is your turn - take care of your own

I can hear the screams from your heart

Do you feel grief's deadly dart?

When all beauty turns to ashes

Then I can feel the screams

Doomed to suffer

Doomed to live

A cross I bear

And they call it life

Perished, dead and cold

Perished and broken

As if lava burns my hope

it feels when the screams are breaking out

I'm no more able to do anything

Pride and courage pull on different strings

Doomed to suffer

Banished to live

Feelings are no more

"So this is life"?