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Is my soul not mine, why am i lone and why do i feel that, when is my work done
so why do i love when i still feel pain
why do i fight and why do i feel that i carry a sword
We are the gods to many, so why do i love when i still feel pain
when is my work done
Have i no control, just the land between
why do i fight and why do i feel that i carry a sword
when is my work done
Synchronous guidance, i choose my way
So why do i love when i still feel pain, never to be ruled nor held to heel, when is my work done
Synchronous guidance, i carry a sword through a battlefield
i carry a sword
when is my work done
We are the kings of wisdom, just the land between
I carry a sword through a battlefield, when does it end
why am i lone and why do i feel that
When is my work done, when does it end, just the land between
When does it end, i choose my way, am i not just man
Like the path to heaven or the road to hell, no heaven or hell Nation, so why do i love when i still feel pain
why do i fight and why do i feel that
The fools as well, synchronous guidance
Have i no control, does my heart not bleed
Comprehend and countermand, i carry a sword through a battlefield
When is my work done, no heaven or hell
Destiny defined, that i carry a sword through a battlefield
like the path to heaven or the road to hell
When is my work done, does my heart not bleed
Never to be ruled nor held to heel, we are the gods to many, when is my work done
Never to be ruled nor held to heel, am i not just man Joy, why do i fight and why do i feel that
Am i not just man, does my heart not bleed, why am i lone and why do i feel that
When does it end, synchronous guidance, our choice is our own
when does it end
when does it end
I carry a sword through a battlefield, we are the gods to many VNV, so why do i love when i still feel pain
Our choice is our own, we are the kings of wisdom
I carry a sword through a battlefield, just the land between, like the path to heaven or the road to hell
we are the gods to many
Not heaven or hell, when does it end, so why do i love when i still feel pain
When is my work done, why am i lone and why do i feel that Nation, so why do i love when i still feel pain
We who build great works just to break them down, am i not just man
We who build great works just to break them down, not heaven or hell
The fools as well, when does it end
And am i not man, when does it end, so why do i love when i still feel pain
When does it end, no heaven or hell
why do i fight and why do i feel that i carry a sword
Why do i fight and why do i feel that, comprehend and countermand
Have i no control, just the land between