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Woorden: Ram-zet. Left Behind as pieces.

His arm reaches to hit the sun
In a crowd with no one
But it's painted on the wall
Next to all the naked bodies
trailed by mist
Eating the forsaken puzzle
No sign of remorese just a vision
to be broken

He's pleading eyes they haunt me
Trapped inside the faceless
My creation turns to ruins
Left behind as pieces
Watch me fall

Again I walk the lonely path
Within the crowds circle
The poisoned angel disappear
Promise kept still I can feel
the spineless fools surround me
And they feed my anger
Drawing flowers with my blood
Like a vision to be broken

He's pleading eyes they haunt me
Trapped inside the faceless
My creation turns to ruins
Left behind as pieces
Watch me fall

Watch me fall