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For the fragile one I will encrypt my thoughts |
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The sinner's tears enthralled by wild agonies |
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The inner deception, betrayal of dawn |
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In the gloom's paradise you will inherit my scars |
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A wound of mankind, a spirit in blood, |
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The unfamiliar guest beneath the masquarade |
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Fight for me to dim the daylight, |
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To suffocate the sun, to justify your needs |
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Underneath the inner deception |
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I can reach your soul, I can reach your heart |
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Underneath the tranquil masquarade |
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There's a storm inside enslaved to darken the light |
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And in the end I have the universe in my hands |
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And in the end I have to realize that I'm not immortal |
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Before the night I have to dream my sorrows away |
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Will I see the dawn again after the bleakest night? |
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Can you feel the pain? The cancer grows inside you |
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Can you bleed the pain? The morning breaks your heart |
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Can you seek yourself? Will you ever grasp the pain? |
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Can you separate yourself from the lucid dreaming? |
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Why can't you be immortal? |
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Why can't you betray your life? |
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Why can't you believe the fame |
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Of inner deception, of inner pain? |
