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When time has come and death arises,
Speak my name, no shallow whispers
A tale is told for all to wonder, at what stage did I this witness
Not for me
I've ever wanted
Just tell the truth of how I've lived, and find the truth of what was done
Mine was the right, mine was the right, to do as I saw fit
Judgement to how others must live . . . what the fuck does that mean?

Silent witness

Misunderstood and undecided, understood - with nothing left to live for

When comes the time, who tells us when, who tells us how
The simple, sad truth is that we never get to choose when, so what makes us think that we have the right to choose why

I fear the tears within my heart
They fear the truth of what is lost

Te Amo - a simple spell to pacify us into serving - we die alone