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Inside out

Hear me from the depths of the darkest times
Watch my heart beat
Hear my desperate sight
Feel my wildest cry
Don't pretend that I don't exist
I'm here... I'm here... I'm here...

Thunderstorm is my curse
Disaster is what I speak
Murder is what i call resurrection
Death is what I call life

They used to tell us that we were angels
The sweetest creatures in this world
But they forgot to warn us about one thing:
The inner demons haven't yet been burned.