Hope deceived me
with its whispers of light.
I had placed myself in her
mistaking her as a weapon with which to fight.
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But after all, she's just an illusion,
because she cannot win or lose.
Only convince you of a future
and a supposed path you can choose.
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And when the world turned black
and the war ended in tears,
she still ad the dirty guts
to try to suppress my fears.
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She lifted me from the ground
and lent me wings so I can fly.
And when the spear hit the soul
I fell again, but from the sky.
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Aww. So sad.