Isolation
Is severing all ties.
Frustration
Comes when love dies.
Emancipation
Always comes at a price.
Liberation
Is opening your eyes.
Realisation
Is seeing truth behind lies.
Desolation
Comes with goodbyes.
Emancipation
Always comes at a price.
Liberation
Is opening your eyes.
a new dimension of the deniverse
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- night moth
- angels and saints
- painless through the day
- liberation (I&II)
- unimportant
- shackled
- river runs dry
- devil's wayward child
- bitter (toast)
- not enough
- in a little while
- only love counts
- inside
- could i just...?
- wrong step
- overdose
- incomplete
- when the ground crumbles
- perception
- blindness
- room to move and breathe
- little things
- the trade
- second second chance
- remains (at the end of the day)
- like that
- claustrophobia
- addictive frustration
- rusty
- growth
- love squandered
- unwell
- false angels wake alone
- stillborn
- scrambled
- the fool (who waits at home)
- butterfly people
- song for the mistaken
- my morphine
- addiction
- black devil with silver wings
- brand-new version of me
- nightwish
- lion's den
- dance, my heart
- guilty
- humpty's garden
- all the unicorns
- spectre of my life
- cocoon
- Just peeked out to say hi....
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