I'm far from home, over mountains and plains,
My heart is bursting, with the loneliness it...

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Carrying the wind with me, of a more elegant time...

Ruination is usually self-served,
And self-destruction can leave you unnerved...

Heaven help me,
I am gazing at the sky...

I'm a creative mastermind,
Working as if blind...

I'm here for the family,
I'm a member, I'm a blood-brother...

Whisk of the wind,
Something is about to begin...

Running through the hillside,
Living a love with you as my guide...

Journey with me,
Child of misery...

Heat of the day melts me like wax,
Panic rips me, in horrid attacks...

Crimson vision and seething rage,
Blood-tinted memories, and emotionally caged...

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I am feeling a little low, a little low, sweet...