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Unable so lost,
I can't find my way,
Been searching, but I have never seen,
A turning, a turning from deceit.

?Cause the child roses like,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
I can't understand myself anymore,
?Cause I'm still feeling lonely,
Feeling so unholy.

?Cause the child roses like,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone, oh no.

I'm fooling somebody,
A faithless path to roam,
Deceiving to breath this secretly,
A silence, this silence I can't bear.

?Cause a child roses light,
Try to reveal what I could feel,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone, oh no,
And this loneliness,
It just won't leave me alone.

A lady of war,
A lady of war