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There are times, I ask why
Sometimes I could kill,
Sometimes I would die.
I damned it all.
What�s left?
Nothing, but ashes, hate and memories that fades.
Is it this for what we life?
Day by day...
I won�t no longer.
All the woeful lies,
The betrayals,
The distress,
And the mankind-produced-shit.
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comBut there�s still another way.
No easy choice � there�s no return.
But what keeps me here?
Is there any argument strong enough?
What�s stronger, the fear for life,
Or the fear to die?