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I'm lying on the moorlandWaiting for a signPlease someone give me one reasonWhich keeps me back from recluse lifeWhen my damaged world will be wholeWhen promises won't pass into white liesI'm trying to grab a piece of harmonyNot stayin in agonyFighting against bitter feelingsSearching the light in meThe motion of the leavesDark crackling stepsShowing the lack of honestyYou call this empathy?Strings that bindthe purpose and reasonEventually will break apartthis fusionYou look at me watching my smiling faceDoes it occur knowing the essenceYou see the maskAs pure as dirtSomeone must dieJust because you have been hurt