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Where do I stand now?
Fire burning in my veins,
My clothes are torn down, I can't remember,
Covered in crimson,
I've never been in this place before,
My senses have opened
At night sleepless, and yet not awake...
There's no tomorrow,
It's something that I have to gain.
Will I be myself again?
A price to pay, alone I stand...
There's no tomorrow...
There's no tomorrow,
It's something that I have to face;
To not let myself be caged,
I'll fight my way, alone I stand...
I try to remember,
Recalling only nightmares of fury;
To hunt and be hunted,
I can't believe this would happen to me.
There's no tomorrow,
A curse or a gift, who can say?
This may take me to the grave;
A price to pay, alone I stand...
There's no tomorrow
It's something that I have to face;
Will I be myself again?
A price to pay, alone I stand...
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