| There’ll come a moment in life
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| When you will realize
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| You’ll need a second just for breathing-breathing
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| Don’t have to fight the instinct
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| And finally (you'll) say goodbye
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| To bars and chains and to your prison-prison
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| You’re a man in black and white in a world of colours
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| You seem alive but deep inside your heart is cold
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| Don’t surrender to indifference, to your shallow world
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| Or with the dead you’re gonna walk
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| You are the walking spirit
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| You are the dead of night
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| You are the fallen angel
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| You’re here to kill the light
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| You got to handle the thorns
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| To get your own red rose
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| And let your passions be led by the bleeding
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| So get the main role in this movie that we all call life
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| Don’t be a walker-on- don’t be the walking dead
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| You’re a man in black and white in a world of colours
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| You seem alive but deep inside your heart is cold
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| Don’t surrender to indifference, to your shallow world
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| Or with the dead you’re gonna walk
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| You are the walking spirit
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| You are the dead of night
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| You are the fallen angel
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| You’re here to kill the light
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| You are the walking spirit
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| You are the dead of night
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| You are the fallen angel
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| You’re here to kill the light |