Who has cast this shell? who has cast this empty shell?
who has broken the surface and let enter the hell?
Warmness before emptiness before the tamed waves I burn
to the core a lifetime in a day But now these scorched
hands they touch my memories but now through my fingers
run the wind and the freeze I have become so frail I
have become so fatally frail I have burned all the
leaves and all the prayers Hopelessness is my goal my
wide open door a bitter life in pieces I hunger for
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