| The end falls into a darkness called symbol
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| The sound spreads in moments of evil
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| Silence sticks as we support and live Daily
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| Winds blow and push out one after another
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| The future we hold slips through and crush
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| It shakes, dreads and it avoids us
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| A slow motion drip of blood
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| Is almost black
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| It arouses the mystery and peace
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| To the harmed ground
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| Secrets to be revealed
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| Ambiguousness of words to be removed
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| Pick up those filtered words and line them
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| Up only with emotion
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| Burn the admirably adorned abandonment
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| Into the eyelid Violated sound arguments
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| Just go forward without difficulty
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| Tomorrow long hoped for wouldn’t
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| Award anything
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| It’s nothing new, only cold
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| A man desires for action
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| A heart holds territory
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| The walls are expanding
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| Show me the definite line ahead
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| Put out the given hallucination
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| It doesn’t wish to coexist
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| Staring at tomorrow alone
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| It talks and appeases us
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| With the force incredibly fast which
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| We can never catch up
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| Stall we have gone into
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| Talk only about catching up
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| Accept all and wait for the end
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| Laughing |