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• Artiste: Lord Of The Lost
• Titre: A War Within
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I tried to walk a noble course But doom had loomed from when They spoke of pride but forced remorse In everyone but them Then I fell, then I fell into despair All of them, all of them left me there Way too weak, way too weak, too bereft In these lies, in this torment, in death A war that's within (The soul that's without) The lost never win (Can't beat the devout) Grievous and grim (Weak and worn out) A war within, a war within The birds that circle sense my hurt And flesh to peck is nigh A guilt that man does not deserve Is pain you can't defy I tried to walk a noble course My face, disgraced, won't fit My punishment is their reward They need a hypocrite