Mizantropia - Poison of Life | Текст песни

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What is the healing for the broken soul?
The broken soul craves no oblivion, it desires to live.
What can be given to ruined and almostly cold
Almostly dead and cloudy mind. What can you give?

I know: this time will be the last for me.
I've been so mislead as the human can be.
I've walked through all the pigeonholes of my life.
Now hear you all: give me the poison of eternal life.

I feel myself very weak and exhausted
Give me that poison that will make me strong
I'm jaded by these days and by nights. I'm daunted.
Tell me the secret of the cult to which we belong.

Each step I take brings me closer to death
Closer to endless oblivion and alienated me from life.
Time runs through me and empties my heart to the last breathe
My last farewell would be forced and gored with coldness of knife

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