I am a lone ship in an infinite sea,
I am suffocating in empty rooms
And the hands around my neck refuse to let me free.
In a world of free speech I am a mute,
I am holding on to the ledge of life
And in a world of peace I have created dispute.
I am a gust of wind in a land of flames,
I don't light fires, I destroy them
And my hood conceals the shame.
I am a lone ship in an infinite sea,
The horizon is a mirage and I am heading towards jagged rocks;
My shipwreck, the final fee.
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