Grin and smoke, revelry and fumes, an ordinary evening of urban wolf cubs.
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Behind the dead end are dead ends, and only shadows of enemies.
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I also lived in defiance, chopping refusal for myself in rebuff,
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Hundreds of destinies were marked by the footprints of my boots.
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After a year, a year is a fumes of dregs, on impassable roads it closes the path,
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I didn't even notice that I was digging swamps.
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Darkness shamanized in my soul, but, thank God, it was revealed to me how
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Vices under the millstones lead the blind to be threshed.
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Chorus:
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Where the blue distance spilled over the edges,
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I saw how the dawn watered the grass with dew,
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And my camp moved into the night from their homes,
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Since then, the R-n-R-cross has been gathering dust along the roads.
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Trample, do not warm, love, do not crush, give from the heart, lose according to the soul,
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The revelry of past years and then scream - do not scream,
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Look around and see the beam behind the black fumes, behind the concrete clouds,
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And hold on, don't burn the fire into the stub of a candle.
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Chorus:
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Where the blue distance spilled over the edges,
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I saw how the dawn watered the grass with dew,
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And my camp moved into the night from their homes,
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Since then, the R-n-R-cross has been gathering dust along the roads.
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When the sunset covers the shadow, and the stars confuse the day with dreams,
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I will stand closer to the fire under the faces of the Power of Heaven.
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And we will live, and we will begin to sing, in salty sweat, experiencing death.
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Look, the R-n-R-cross is interweaving us again into the center of the beam.
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Chorus:
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Where the blue distance spilled over the edges,
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I saw how the dawn watered the grass with dew,
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And my camp moved into the night from their homes,
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Since then, the R-n-R-cross has been gathering dust along the roads.
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R-n-R cross. |
R-n-R cross.
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R-n-R cross. |
R-n-R cross.
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R-n-R cross. |
R-n-R cross. |