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Wretched will, host of pleasure surrealClosed the room where the last is buriedRise or fall at your master's requestYou're unable to accept redemptionI don't know about a true belief hereWith the "lost" it's the same as alwaysAll I want is the same, a true beliefYou can't wait to become a memoryWith the "weak" it's the same as alwaysStand confused lack of comprehension,Re-aroused by a thought of madnessAnd I know that the truth is always right But it's time to search for liesYou're the one I try to saveBut the blood spills from your veinsCall counting time till the endDeath's wicked smile never failsThe curse is cast, you've lost the pastForevermore, a candle burns here no moreI don't know about a century of lifeWhen the love of generations dieI can see no good in taking your own lifeWhen any moment death calls...All I want is the same, a true belief