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Hours and hours have past as I merge with the emptiness. My mind runs rampant a death like cold chills me. I stare into outer space, want imprisons my soul. I consult myself and then return to where I once was... Without a sound show me the way, Said and done, I can't stay. Without a sound show me the way, Cradle to Grave. I feel as if I were dead or perhaps have never lived. My surroundings grow colder and colder for this it is my place. Suddenly I gaze beyond my sub-mortal solitude. More hours pass me by, they crawl past me on hands and knees... [Chorus] Hours continue to pass, Said and done: cradle to grave Looking back nothing's been won, Sorry but... I've got to leave it all behind! [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania