Chapter III: Hope

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There is period
In human's life
When there is 
Nothing left to lose, and...

People you hold dear are now holding you at gunpoint
Knees are shaking, hands are trembling, head's with machine-gun point
Wall of distruct, dome of despair, that is revolving you
Befogs your mind, hope is not coming...

Through, you see nothing 
Through this transculent haze
You're blind, countenance means 
Nothing for soul despising embrace

But if you open your eyes you may see
There is always someone who loves and needs you
And this someone is right next to you
Someone is inside your own wall

So just open your eyes
When your lover touches your neck
She doesn't wants to strangle you
Maybe she wants to cut the rope 
And give you [bad word] hope

And you have just to let her in
It is not right solution 
To retire into shell 
Living with illusion
Lika a saint into hell
With all this stupid faces
Behind which we hide
Running into mazes
With eyes you bound tight
When your lover touches your neck
She doesn't wants to strangle you
Maybe she wants to cut the rope 
And give you [bad word] hope
Give you [bad word] hope
Give you hope!