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• Artiste: Epica
• Titre: The Second Stone
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O, ne moriar bis Oro supplex Sometimes I feel like my reason is weakinning My inner clock's forcing time stand till I'm breaching borders between life and sanity That's when it all starts to shatter in front of me Liberate me Why don't you liberate me? Sometimes I feel I'm betraying my memory This time it seems that I'm losing the fight Finding it hard to be consciously part of life That's when awareness and dreams start to separate Reunite me It's time to reunite me As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality My train thoughts got lost somewhere along the way I'm chasing shadows that cross on my path Repeating visions that dance faster than my mind Can't stop the rain casting shadows on my parade Can't defeat me I will not bot to defeat As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality My train thoughts got lost somewhere along the way I'm chasing shadows that cross on my path Repeating visions that dance faster than my mind Can't stop the rain casting shadows on my parade Ne moriar bis Another life, anothe mind close to insanity Another road, a cryptic code the second stone All the is left is a cross that's mine to bear A cruse with no ending drenched in anxiety O, ne discedam bis Oro supplex As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality Ne moriar bis