Tyranny Of Small Misery

Caliban

The wake up means walking on the edge.
Wrong desicions running through my veinsÃ© Immortal sorrow scars on my soul.
Rejected and trapped in myself.
Black velvet was the gift of the time.
Nothing left to loose.
Nothing to believe hands tied feet chained.
Hidind behind shadows of anger.
To wake up means walking on the edge.
But I often feel that misery.

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