By My Own Hand by Dew-scented
I�ve got to pick up the pieces by myself to reconcile
Inner peace to seek, in my final hours
In declination I�ve built these towering walls around
me
It�s too late now, no turning back from the course
that�s been set
My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
The time has come to break free
All by my own hand
I can�t decide, what�s really right and what is wrong
Can�t see clearly, distracted by affliction
Seeking shelter behind a shield of eternal rest
Never again, no rules to follow, this is about free
will
My life is falling apart
And I tried, I fought with fortitude
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