Grant Me Rest
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My search is long, I have a goal
My sight is clean, my mind is clear
I have no light, I need no bright
I'm dragged by a force stronger than me
I hear a voice inside my head
Telling me where to go
I search this force to end my life
A last resort to repeal my soul
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In a tomb of ice, I see his eyes
With slippery steps and frozen lips
I stand before you to catch that glimpse
Grind me down, grant me rest
In a tomb of ice, I see his eyes
With slippery steps and frozen lips
I stand before you to catch that glimpse
Grind me down, grant me rest