Your questioning glance my guilty conscience
erupting volcanoes of emotions
devour me, i suffocate
why do you throw yourself onto me?
my blistery hands can no longer lift you
I've been onto things that you don't want to know
so drag yourself and move away
Let the darkness spread the wings
and the wilderness conceal all my deeds
here remains only the ruins
of the deserted fortress of a defeated
stop rummaging between the wrecks
let the secrets be hidden beneath
time shall heal all the wounds
and this story will remain untold
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