الكلمات الأصلية
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Cold lights find ways
Into my room at night
I am trying to escape
What feels like demise
God, please let me out
Of this loathsome life
Pale hands, weak thighs
Death keeps screaming my name
Fading slowly
Into the afterlife
God, please let me out
Of this loathsome life
Godforsaken times
Oh, please let me die
Death is screaming
My name
Gasping for air until silence arrives
