That is the greatness within I take out,
You can enjoy my light, open your eyes.
Cheer me aloud,
I am going to make it nice.
Nobody else could make it alive,
I was in the middle of sorrow.
There was the reason to strive,
Now it's me, who you follow.
Believe me, I needed to disappear
To now be the one others afmire.
There has left no fear,
In my eyes there is only fear.
Middle of sorrow
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