| they say the hope is the last to die,
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| however the death is inevitable
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| old tired hope is walking the earth
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| lighting candles by the rest of strengths
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| sad true is treading sadly behind
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| by single breathe putting candles out
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| they say the belief and hope dies at last
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| in the end both of them gonna die
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| princess of lie is laughing in a doze
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| king fate dice playing and is hear the croon
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| «i wanna laugh that everyone wanna trust,
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| that they no gonna end rousted in hell,
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| they wanna deny the devil in their soul
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| they do like they can’t see belief dying»
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| the belief no walking anymore, just crawling
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| even it cannot pull through any spark
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| hope buried under the weight of belief
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| without any move lying in premonition
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| under the dust of its former empire
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| belief is lying and quietly crying — she cries |