I have lived in a cold heaven...
Where the angels are false with no wings
I have burned in hell...
Where the temptations call for your name
In this world so grim and dark...
I have to find my own way
This long road i have crawled...
Is the foundation for my strenght
This is my life, my soul, my body...
From the ashes and dust i've grown into a man
This is my pain, my misery, my suffering...
The understanding for all the good in life.
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