Everybody got their ways with the nights,
I've got mine too,
It's a little different the way I see them cause they bring out the pain of mine,
Pain of being held all along,
Tied with chains and bed of thorns,
Insects and spiders running along,
Waiting for this night to pass on,
Once I've loved the view of the night,
Until the day I was abducted by hinze,
This is what he calls himself,
Abducted me and kept me in a cell,
For how long I don't remember,
As I stopped counting days of torture,
All I can see is the reflection of light,
Coming right through the hole of the wall,
I hated the nights since then because the beginning of all this was that moment,
All I did was to wait, wait for someone to hear my mournful crys,
Because all my attempts of saving myself had already died,
Still nobody ever came, Nobody ever tried
To look for me to find me alive,
All I did was to pry to die
And one day the devil provided me a sharp knife,
To end my miserable self
To let go off this horrible hell,
I felt peace and in pain as I took my last breath,
I can see the moonlight shine through the wall of that hell.

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