So every day the rose wilted,
unable to bequeath its gift to anyone(…)
forgotten until the end of time.
Pan’s Labyrinth

I’m still running 
like a savage animal
In an enchanted forest

I’m still running 
Like a Minotaur
In a labyrinth of death memories

I’m still running 
through the same dark tunnel
Looking for an issue 

I’m still running  (3x)

Chorus :
Afraid of love, afraid of life
Old faces fade and disappear
Nothing ahead, nothing behind :
I’m sick
I’m sick
I’m sick
With fear

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