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Я не могу...

I can't hold my tears, My soul is on the spears, I cannot stop my mind, Tranquility can’t find. I've lost my will in space, I've sold my soul in time, I've burned my wings in race … Will peace be ever mine? I cannot hold my anger Even in times of danger, Even in times of need My spirit it still feed. I cannot find the hope - My fate is but to mope, My fate is to obey, I'm a useless prey. I cannot see the light - It is but darkest night, I've lost my right and ways To walk in sunny rays. I've lost my faith in all … Is that how we do fall? Is that how we become Ghosts in the days to come? I may not see the light, Yet I was always right - Once anger makes you blind Yours peace you'll never find. Once soul becomes a mess You will start to regress, And one day you'll become Shadow in days to come. I cannot hold my tears They came, my darkest fears - I shall not stop the mind Thus peace I'll never find...