| Streaming from seas of no-life
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| We’re shutted upon tuned-black sky
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| This dawn won’t bring us light
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| Nothing we see will come to heal us
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| Our world is filled with stains
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| We can’t wash away
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| Nothing that they inject into us
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| Will ever react
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| Is there anything pure left for me?
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| As cavies without cages
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| Who stole our light?
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| Who smells our fear’s stench?
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| He keeps on tearing us from the Abyss
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| He keeps us in life
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| To see nothing in the mirror
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| Sweet path of silent execution
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| Just set us free for we’ll adore you
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| To celebrate the silent oppressor
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| Until the chain breaks
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| Then the raving of blood will be the epilogue
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| Just set us free for we’ll adore you
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| To celebrate the silent defeat
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| Until the day of light
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| I see blood flowing
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| But these eyes pierce me still
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| Hiding the hollow in me
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| I am afraid I made it flow again.
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| Back from dusk, rise to oppress
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| The rest is a mantra that won’t stop
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| Fulfillment on my skin
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| While I’m lying I lie
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| I lie still being nothing
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| Still being nothing |