You are so numb,
You are so dazed,
You are alive,
You've been saved,
All despite hellish craze.
Watching mornful sunrise,
When you are going to cry
From the depth of your heart
Over lost paradise,
Over abony eyes,
Over, never to come,
Place, that has been your home?
You are so numb and so strong,
Seeing city all gone.
The souls are open to pry...
When you are going to cry?
When you are going to cry?
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