| In nomansland between heaven and hell
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| Madness is chanting my name
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| Thousand souls erratic in life
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| Chained in no place berawed their heaven
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| Out of tune noises pulsating my mind
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| A fatal opera inferno of sounds
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| My conscience fading, fading
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| Nowhere in time
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| Yesterday is tomorrow and today
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| Shadeless faces souls with no name
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| Standing hypnotized going insane
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| Hearing helplessly
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| Listen…
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| To the symphony of the damned
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| I search for light that I can’t find
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| I search for shadows in this life behind
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| From south of heaven they are calling me
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| Through this hysterical psychic custody
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| I feel hands of compact nothing
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| Tighten its grip on me
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| Symphony of the damned
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| Corridors blindly, I can see them
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| Flashing by in the shadows of my conscience
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| There is a voice calling for my soul
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| In my mind the senses overflowing
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| To a peak past of what is human
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| As a god I spread my wings I can fly
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| I am alive, I got the fire, got the rage
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| Like a giant bird of prey, I am the night
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| I am the dark, I am the raven, I am the one
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| That you would call descended from the sky
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| Like tears lost in the rain that music fades…
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| I am sweeping over paradise
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| Where this god rules in disguise
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| Further on to a higher place
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| Where I’m promised to be born again
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| Like tears lost in the rain that music fades…
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| That symphony of the damned |