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What is this place?

The world is closing in,

Distorting my face,

Heaviness comes from the sin,

I took his hand,

Then gently held his crown,

Slowly paralyzing, from the cloud

Thats coming down, 

          I'll wait for never,

          While here it stays,

          I'll wait for never,

          I drift away, I drift away,

Where is the faith?

Shadowing the evidence,

Senses now displaced,

Hiding from the fear that takes your breath,

Speak softly,

A view seen threw his eyes,

Kneel softly,

Wasting faith on empty skies,

Its time to die...

           I drift away