| The bear’s arms around me
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| Am I an empire of sadness, and time
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| The Ministry of Nowhere
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| Declared me an apostate of State
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| But I stole nothing, in a world of plague
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| Is there a den to hide in, hide
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| All this is sad and senseless
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| Inside the barn, there’s a congress of ingenuous eyes
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| The world I see is ending tonight, please stay inside
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| Distance and ice in this animal sovietica
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| Crawl to where the crow died. |
| It kept the sadness alive
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| For what? |
| You thought your thoughts flew up there, to a just sky
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| All this is sad and senseless
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| All these years of snow and sleep perennial
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| Mirrors of a sin aeternitas
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| In a rainy Reich, mirrors of my losing of your hand
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| If we’re to die you’re the one I’d rather be beside
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| The world I see is ending tonight, please stay inside
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| Listen, tonight you’re the one I’d rather be beside
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| Don’t wanna see what happens outside, please stay inside |