I pass my way through pictures of her cries
And pain in my scarred soul's like clouds in skies
I recognize my guilt… It's my fault… but
I see dark sufferings breaking fender heart
My life paints black, I can't live it right
Cold winds of sorrow blow in the night
I see the gates with painter-drawn landscapes
I follow "it" to path that leads away
Chorus:
I feel the dawn
whirled
which
where
waiting
through
birds
swans
gates
painful
stone
fault
drawn
dolls
death
deeds
sorrow
follow
clouds
cries
avoiding
circle
skies
black
confess
breaking
right
better
shadows
alone
chorus
scarred
guilt
heart
judge
fender
inner
choose
silent
torment
angel
landscapes
leads
night
painter
paints
pictures
recalls
towards
recognize
around
strive
sufferings
winds
symbolized
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