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Letras: Lost Reality. What Remains. Nothing I Am.


My race goes on towards a finish
that seems to get further away with each step
I'm always alone breathing heavily
overcoming every obstacle without ever stopping
without ever getting any applause
an idol that doesn't find that for which he fought
forgotten by those who wanted him crowned
looking behind me I see fewer hunters
without ever getting any applause

nothing I am
in your hopes
nothing I am
in your words

among them, a lot of false friends
and few real enemies
on my knee but immediately on my feet
there's no time to draw a breath
this night is still young

in your hopes
in your prayers
but they keep pursuing me
in your words
in your fears
but they keep pursuing me
nothing I Am

nothing I Am
in your hopes
nothing I Am
in your words
nothing I Am
in your hopes
nothing I Am
in your words

(Thanks to Kekko for these lyrics)
Lost Reality