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Hunger, starving for the light
And only darkness embraces us tight I can but guess that you're there From this new nights dream i wake in despair. The shapes run behind me, without even a sound They move at their will, they scream all around I sit there and wonder how it would be If a new dawn were to shine upon me. I'm being dragged away from it all My voice is a whisper in this large empty hall. I think of your face but all I can see, Is a pair of strange arms rapped around me. Powerless and empty, enraged and annoyed, I struggle to get free but I can't on my own. Just when I gave up I thought I did see, Two beautiful hands rising above me They grab me with great, titan like grips They pull me upwards from the abyss. What game is this, how can I see The face that sent those hands to save me. And so I am carried out from this pit I'm seeing the light, i'm feeling the drip As water is dripping on to my face I gaze up searching, searching for grace. And when our eyes meet, I stand there perplexed You're the exact same witch that got me hexed. All that time spent there below Almost forgetting how much I do owe You've earned my vengeance, my hate and my all You gave me only grief, sorrow and hope. Never again did I think I would see That exact pair of eyes fixed upon me. You lift me higher, higher , so high ... I can't see the trees, the houses , just sky. Right now I am floating, I feel so free But why is the ground catching up to me ? It's all so clear now, i'm beginning to see This was all another try to get rid of me. I hit the ground violently, my body sighs deep Another surprise, I'm fast on my feet. Though you keep trying I will not bow I'll never surrender as long as I know Sooner or later I will again be free , And then you won't be able to keep on mocking me.
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