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crumbling down
on an unknown ground
she is trying to decide
,
what to take
what to leave behind
what secrets to hide
,
she walks alone
from dusk to dawn
no need a hand or ride
,
hope is her light
she's her own knight
it's clear in her mind
,
that she's running out of time
,
so she better be fast
she can't be last
her destiny lies ahead
,
and behind
is a hell of a line
trying to block her track
,
but the fire in her heart
can tear them apart
cut in the shreds the line
,
she can break the walls
she's a cannon ball
and it's clear in her mind
,
that she's running out of time
,
she is running to the station
from the world of imitation
they call her desecration
but she is the best creation
she walks with no sound
in my heart she can be found
with faith she comes around
shaking heaven to the ground
never lose never kneel
she's the queen of her own will
hurt and wounded but still
she's the queen of her own will
,
but she's running out of time
,
with each step
makes no mistake
she has come far away
,
standing on the top
nothing makes her stop
no matter what they say
,
their jaws drops
the way she walks
with her head held high
,
no relaxation
no distraction
not until she finds
,
'cause she's running out of time
,
finding answers
of her cancers
some found and some will
,
it's not a game
not a portrait, frame
she just can't stand still
,
almost there
why should she care
it's her time to rise
,
write her name
with a golden pen
it's a story of a wise
,
but she's running out of time
,
she is running to the station
from the world of imitation
they call her desecration
but she is the best creation
she walks with no sound
in my heart she can be found
with faith she comes around
shaking heaven to the ground
never lose never kneel
she's the queen of her own will
hurt and wounded but still
she's the queen of her own will
,
and she's running out of time
,
crumbling down
on an unknown ground
but it's clear inside her mind
,
what to take
what to leave behind
there is nothing to hide
,
everybody fakes
and everybody takes
just one never leaves behind
,
she knows it all
she keeps on walk
with her nyctophiliac mind
,
and you know now it's her time,
yes you know now it's her time,
she knows now it's her time.