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"21st February"
Whipped in just a night Dipped in the silent red Now I lie here in my tears Alive or dead?
You took it all and left me nothing But a strange coldness And the shock of death That the day brightened
The light of change hurt me When my eyes came upon it But you went without a second thought And your voice sounded so harsh
With that I turned and asked you To find the reason why But as you left the room Your lips stayed silent
I believed in us, in our dream That we're eternally united I thought this was what you wanted But you denied me
I loved you with all my power Also until eternity I think you may have also loved me But not that much
You wanted to be free at last Like a leaf in the wind Without concern or constraint Like a little child
You took everything you wanted But I'm still here You'll head down your path And you'll find your happiness
But where should I go now? Where will my path take me? What lies beneath these ruins for me? How can I ever understand this?
My world is now destroyed The future no longer clear I died here, on this day In the beautiful month Of February.
"21st February"
Whipped in just a night Dipped in the silent red Now I lie here in my tears Alive or dead?
You took it all and left me nothing But a strange coldness And the shock of death That the day brightened
The light of change hurt me When my eyes came upon it But you went without a second thought And your voice sounded so harsh
With that I turned and asked you To find the reason why But as you left the room Your lips stayed silent
I believed in us, in our dream That we're eternally united I thought this was what you wanted But you denied me
I loved you with all my power Also until eternity I think you may have also loved me But not that much
You wanted to be free at last Like a leaf in the wind Without concern or constraint Like a little child
You took everything you wanted But I'm still here You'll head down your path And you'll find your happiness
But where should I go now? Where will my path take me? What lies beneath these ruins for me? How can I ever understand this?
My world is now destroyed The future no longer clear I died here, on this day In the beautiful month Of February.