Текст песни Crisis - The Watcher, слова песни Crisis

Текст песни Crisis - The Watcher

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I am part of the gate.cold hard rusted keeping the prisoner inside.I am just an outline...disease starting down so deepeating its way out.this is where it begins (secret captive sin)in a single rod of the iron gaterusted and no longer serving its purposeI curve my posture, veil the reflections of comprehension in eyes and breathe...and watch them participate in the movement of the playwhile I am welded into the gate to watch them marching onward...I am just an outline...travel onward through crevice of shallow space catch a breath crawl onwardtravel onward through crevice of shallow space catch a breath crawl onwardsearing in this I die, in the openness of wound...I am part of the gate. I am cold, I am rusted.I am the prisoner inside.

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