Evolving by not changing my Soul,
I walked alone by the Frozen Dam.
I want to have a good fight and fly around myself,
Finding the buried Desires, I run in my Mind.
The scent around me is haunting my Senses,
But I strive with my Life in my burned Hands.
I want to sleep but my Eyes are restless,
My Legs are locked up in the room of despair.
But I know that I am a Warrior and I'll battle till the end,
And then I will go to a place where I will be with my most loved ones.
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