Embraze - Dead Spring Тексты

From the night I have come
From the night I was born
I was created to solitude
To be afraid of the light

My spring is dead
And my autumn is endless

Inside me lives fear

Reality does not touch me
As I'm afraid in my dreams
I fear love and look for hate
I grow but never harvest
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