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I am a victim of my timeA produce of my ageThere's no choosing my directionI was a holy man but nowWith all my trials behind meI am weak in my convictionAnd so I walk to try to get awayKnowing that someday I will finally have to faceThe fear that will come from knowing thatThe one thing I had left was youAnd now you're goneYou were a victim of my crimesA product of my rageYou were a beautiful distractionI kept you locked away outsideLet misery provideAnd now I am ashamedAnd so I walk to try to find a spaceWhere I can be alone to live with my mistakesAnd the fear that will comeFrom knowing that the one thingI had left was youAnd now you're gone Aus Songtexte Mania