| Here, at the beginning of the end
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| I collapse at night and ride with the stars
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| There, where the human being is already forgotten
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| And even so it’s sympathy for it’s wars
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| But my heart is free from evil
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| Is free from the cruel light of the sun
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| Where are all the dreams that I’ve had?
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| Broken like the mirrors… of my own
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| Blood’s running my eyes
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| I’d rather be blind than to see
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| The humans on destroyed earth
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| Blood’s running…
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| Red tears falling…
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| As I see the peoples under the rising of the moon
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| Everything and everyone rise up to the moon
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| Where the darken light is always and all days by your side
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| Far away from the mass of those people
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| Those humans
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| The wars and fights
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| All forgotten in the dark light
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| I’ve broken the mirrors of my reality
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| Lost… in the beauty of night
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| I found a place to hide
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| Now and then, all feelings at the same time
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| Overloading my thoughts
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| The pictures are distorted
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| The eyes are blind but the soul can feel
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| The darkness… and it’s feeling fine
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| Never I wanna go back through the door
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| I’ve opened for me and my thoughts
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| For my reality
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| I’m alone in my world
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| No control of my own
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| Just marching on the battlefield like a soldier
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| Lost in fear, lost in paranoia
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| The walls are broken
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| Fictive and real are the same
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| Don’t try to look behind…
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| Everything and everyone rise up to the moon
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| Where the darken light is always and all days by your side
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| Far away from the mass of those people
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| Those humans
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| The wars and fights
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| All forgotten in the dark light
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| I’ve broken the mirrors of my reality
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| Lost… in the beauty of night
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| I found a place to hide |