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Struggling within this great gap
This omnipotent gap exists only for me
Only I suffocate within this gap
No more hesitation about rule I set
They can't trust your word
The pity you seek intensifies
I know your face it makes me sick
The word is out the word is out
I am alive, I am at war
I am dying, I am war
BR
Why do I wake, why do I close my eyes
We burn in whirlwind struggle
Solitude and misery, I shake my weapons
My fist burns on the concrete floor
Your cunning words, gravity is fake
No longer uncertain about rule I set
They can't trust your word
The pity you seek intensifies
I know your face - it makes me sick
The word is out - the word is out
I am alive, I am at war
I am dying, I am war
BR
Why do I wake, why do I close my eyes
We burn in whirlwind struggle
Volatile *4
Volatile *4
An intense gale *4