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Desperate into shadows of pain, you never believed, |
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I've heard it all before, beyond the frontiers of his miserable world, |
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blazing souls abandoned in a perpetual journey. |
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The pain distorted his face, killing one another, and after, |
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there was dead silence, hypocrite I don't believe in your idle words, |
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everything he said, rings hollow. |
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The horizon was ablaze with the setting sun, |
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everything is like the glow of the setting sun. |
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Suppressed voices, smothered laughter. |
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The horizon was ablaze with the setting sun, |
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everything is like the glow of the setting sun. |