| From a tangled dream
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| You awake because of a silent cry
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| A cry from somewhere outside
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| Your mind and your comprehension
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| Somehow attractive like the call
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| Of sirens leading you to your death
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| The cry makes you leave your home
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| And walk towards your painful end
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| All people gathered around
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| The monument of endlessness
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| The flying tears and the sound
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| Detach your mind and flesh
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| Without warning the tears turn into blood
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| And crying stops, ear-ripping screaming starts
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| You feel only pain like everyone else
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| Until your head and brain blow away… |