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Too long have I waited for someone to come,
Too far have I wandered to give up my war!
An angel to humans, a devil for some,
I've lost what I wanted; I wanted a home...

But how can I get there with wings torn to blood?
With earth scorched to fire and pain beyond tears?
He left me to die in this miserable world,
He left me to cope with this death and these fears...

I'm tired, I'm waisted, I cannot find home.
I'll die when I have to, when no one will care...
It's useless to live when you cannot have hope,
For hope is a spirit, the life of a spare.

My hope hasn't come yet. Believe me, he will!
He'll bring me my wings back, he'll take away pain!
Until then, I'm waiting, awaiting my will.
I have none to lose and I have none to gain...