| This is a nameless night, but it’s so meaningful
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| Almost perfect it is the scenery
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| The snow, a party elsewhere…
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| Somebody in a bed of sex and pleasure
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| Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| Lack of answers, absence of truth
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| Thoughts and actions are overloaded by structures
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| Find the force to convert this state of absolute absence
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| In a cradle of art and knowledge
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| Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| A feeble light to look at for a while
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| I want to fly, release my free spirit
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| Delicious and sublime
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| Let’s soil of blood this pure white falling snow
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| All’s rising and falling in lies
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| Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind
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| No hurry in this night
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| No hurry in this night
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| Inconsistent body, catatonic state of mind
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| Delicious and sublime
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| Delicious and sublime |