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Lost to the past,
found in the present,
lost again in the future.

Woe is all that my heart feels tonight.
The burning of Hatred's eyes have
set me a flare
and all my ashes,
float in the air.

Woe is all that my heart knows tonight,
for lovers lips have no might.

Lost to the past where sorrow grows
found in the present where lovers are know
Lost once more in a uncertain future.

Lost forever,
Lost forever
Never
Never
To be found again.

Woe is me...