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Trapped in your life

Trapped in life to say goodbye.

Trapped in your mind

Your purpose to say goodbye.

When you cry,

You cry in the night.

Take up the looming fight!

Whenever the days became to rust

You played your game,

You played your fuss.

No black in life you started to mime.

Bleeding out the time.

When you cry,

You cry in the night.

Take up this looming fight !!

Whence the days became to dust

Still played your game,

Still played your fuss,

Weary of a life covered by rime.

You wonder why?

You must scream your hope,

Must scream and pray:

Help me clear the rust!

(Plague) minds leads to dust.