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• Artiste: Mourning Misery
• Titre: Each Thread For A Tear Shed
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Hung from a rope of regret Each thread for a tear shed But this is just a dream An emphasis on reality A nightmare worse than hell Which is a knife cutting me open You caressed my heart in your gentle hands Then tore it out to be placed on a platter And fed to the hungry demons of your game I find myself caught in between your clenched fist When will I break free? When will it be my chance to rise? I'm losing hope faster than I can slit wrists The light is so far from here My broken wings mend, Time to rise And I escape into the hands of my real savior I've stopped putting trust in people They're so imperfect Why would I anyway? When I'll be safe forever In the hands The loving and gentle hands of my savior