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Thousands of wasted words, millions of misinterpreted miscommunications; progress is slowing. A delayed reaction has caused a momentary lapse. All of this feels like a nightmare I can't escape, caught between the realms of sleep and bad reality that has left me trapped under ice. And I'm drowning and fighting for air to survive, with nowhere to go. I feel the water fill my lungs and take me into its arms. I never thought I would end, I never thought I could die like this. I refuse to look into the light - no - I will not die like this. What did you expect? This is not a dream, but a thought. Death will come to me on my own terms. Aus Songtexte Mania