Alone,alone,alone

They walk among us

and offer you death

he is ashamed that he is still alive

salvos on the shooting range

they are just deafening applause

his life

alone, alone, alone he remained

and the closer death is, the smaller it is

fear

in a circular atmosphere

the sky died

and flooded our world

now he just wants a rest

rest

for his tired eyes

alone, alone, alone he remained

and the closer death is, the smaller it is

fear

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