give me something real to hold
something more than this shadow in my heart
give me truth not apparations of lies
otherwise have my life depart
it's too tiresome coming out lost
everytime in this unending struggle
for what cause? what mysterious holy end?
do i continue on in this torturous battle?
wear that golden crown of garnet gems
made of dried bloody tears
each one sparkles with such sorrow
my royal crown of disappointment and fears
but why is it i still look to the sky
hoping for a glimmer of the True
buried behind clouds of wailing souls
once the believer forever the believing fool...
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