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• Artiste: Lutharo
• Titre: Lost In A Soul
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Roar of the wind, sweet talks me again Its voice, drags me abroad I am no wiser reluctant I go with the flow Rolled like a stone Disguised and deprived of my right to take flight A butterfly swaddled to mold I can’t leave I am cheap My wings have already been sold And I have tarnished who I am Cradle my form in waves of this land Rising with flux I am forgotten Alone and am rotting away I’m lost in a soul I am a waste of humanly space and bone Find me a home Give me life Let me thrive And grow These roots made of stone Flourish this pain into ropе And climb from this hole Twisting and turning, contorting my flesh on command Eager to blеnd I bend and I break, taking on several shapes with demand Never to mend They say don’t bite what feeds But sever my hands if you please All for your needs A pawn for your shameless decor of pity And I have tarnished who I am Cradle my form in waves of this land Rising with flux I am forgotten Alone and am rotting away I’m lost in a soul I am a waste of humanly space and bone Find me a home Give me life Let me thrive And grow These roots made of stone Flourish this pain into rope And climb from this hole I am alone! All my words dull and boughten My mouth increasingly numb I am forgotten Alone and am rotting away I’m lost in a soul I am waste of humanly space and bone Find me a home Give me life Let me thrive And grow These roots made of stone Flourish this pain into rope And climb from this hole This hole, find me me a home! A home..