Walking alone in the empty street
My heart ache with despair
Darkness surround me
Feelings cannot be put into words
Blood streaming into my every skin
Boiling & spurting to explode
But yet this volcano remain unerupt
Searching for a place to rest my tired soul
From the trouble that are flooding in
Time change the landscape
With many tales to tell
From joy to death
I alone cannot be expressed
Tears run down on my gentle face
The more I try to control
The more it fell
My instinct were never right
But my faith have always been strong
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