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This time I think I'm in over my head, the shadows I cast seem to be always ahead A wrong man in the wrong place, destined to be cast-away My marks leave no trace, lucid portray Beaten to the ground, hopeless and bound Words without voice, when my voice makes no sound End me before I start, a new beginning Maybe I'll wake up, see I was dreaming Feels like I'm drowning, in this affliction All in submission, human condition Beg for departure, end of perdition From contrition, lack of volition So go on, call me a fool Naught for the weak, I know the rule Take it all away from me, I don't belong Morrow and more, belong to the strong Feels like I'm drowning, in this affliction All in submission, human condition Beg for departure, end of perdition From contrition, lack of volition Take it all away from me, I don't belong Morrow and more, belong to the strong Maybe we'll find someday so far away that the truth lies somewhere between faith, belief and unknown