Needs Grown Apace


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Caught and struck down, kept to never get away,
done wasted mine with your guilt disclaimed
Spiritual shattering, I´m left secluded in discord
one for another one fear, increase the draught
Your face

Without defense any, at the gates of cold I fear
repatriated pain, objective´s testament made clear - persevere
Ethereal beauty, the lights in unattainment state
lead the flies to keep crashing into panes
in need

The moral claim to reobtain the given
Promises to dream away
The one taken, the waves departed,
the needs have grown apace

Forever yours inside this pain
The pain inside - your guilt is claimed
My life

Suffering for long, the night a day,
the grief to miss, your guilt I claim