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The weight of the charm.
Light out for hands stretched to lead.
The forsaken walk of allegiance.
In trust we deceive.
Walk on-never to turn back.
A look inside turned to stone.
My soul is free with blood on my hands.
My soul is free.
Lights out.
I stand aside.
Struggle in mind.
I look inside to see the crowd infringed upon.
Lights out.
The death of the charm.
Lights out-the hands will recede.
The forgotten chance of disloyalty.
In trust we are deceived.
Send off-it's out of your hands.
Walk on-it's only your life.
HATA BİLDİR
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