| When my last sign of humanity will be heaved
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| When all my enemies will be dead or agonizing
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| When I’m finally alone with no one to speak to
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| When I won’t want to fight in this world anymore
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| I’ll pass away without regret, without fear in this endless cosmos
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| I’ll miss nothing, none will weep on my grave
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| As I’ll have lived everything from deception to deception
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| When every glimmer of hope will have faded into the opaque black
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| Into the opaque black…
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| I’ll leave without sorrow, without hate, without fright in front of the mouth
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| of death
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| Without letting nothing behind, in the infinite space among the stars
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| Lying in my own blood, falling asleep in the night, leaving without regret
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| I prayed for that all my life long
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| Colder again under the beautiful sad dead moon, I’m joining her…
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| So tired and old I die letting behind me a contemptible mortal world
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| My destroyed dreams will then reveal mightier again, I hear the hea |