Disturbed Striken
You walk on like a woman in suffering Won t even bother now to tell me why You come alone, letting all of us savor the moment Leaving me broken another time You come on like a bloodstained hurricane Leave me alone, let me be this time You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption I don t want to mention, the reason I know That I am stricken and can t let you go When the heart is cold, there s no hope, and we know That I am crippled by all that you ve done Into the abyss will I run
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