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In a darkness full of dreams |
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In a light without hope prisioner of the shadows for something that you don't know when it began |
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It's a sphere which |
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I can't discern |
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What's illusion and what is real |
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Faithlessness and doubt, they are my guide |
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In a world where |
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I am blind |
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Painful, frozen tears, fall down to the ground and they break up from your fear... memories in the air they are fading away through the time |
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Voices around your head trying to wake you from this nightmare day dreaming flying high but you are really falling down |
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It's a sphere... |
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Painful... |
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Without consciousness fighting against yourself waiting for your last dawn |
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Riding though your mind |
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Infinitive lost tales, convinced that your piece of heaven, never turns to dark |
