I can feel a sorrow linger in my mind
and the dark that follows
makes me falter in my life
There''s a darkness, there''s a light
A narrow path and a wide.
There is no tomorrow for the lost and blind
There''s no glee, nor sorrow
in the maelstrom of their minds
There''s an hour, there''s a time
Is this the end of the line?.
There''s a fire fading deep within
Lost its spark, its will to be
There are seven doors within my dreams
I''ve found them all, but still no key.
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