My mind between day and night/good and evil like two sides/of a coin made of madness/sometimes dark sometimes bright
Innocence and guilt only shapes of a game I cannot win/lust and despise only pattern no one to blame
My mind as gloom as a cave/as dark as a grave
Strength and weakness only schemes/not to care, killed myself long time ago/no one for the guilt to share
The end of the game now it is quite near/I confess the guilt I'm afraid I cannot bear
Death the only border left to cross to escape my fate/how many slaugther will there pave the way to this gate
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