My Frustration
Dissonant
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When the sun collapse, I try to run
From blindness of my fallow kind
Raging down inside
To my cell
To my own hell
Sinking without a rope to guide me
Out of my maze, down on a spiral
To my end of time and essence of my life
Just a wicked game
Of souls searching one to blame
Why can't you see my
RAGE FRUSTRATION PAIN
Can you understand my
RAGE FRUSTRATION PAIN
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When the sun collapse
To raise this pain and sorrow
I try to run away
Soon rage will follow
To my cell
To my own hell
Sinking without a rope to guide
Me out of this frustration
In this hell I hide
I hide from you
Just a wicked game
Of souls searching one to blame