| Welcome to a dramatic play
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| Bleed in these arms until the chains are broken
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| After all there was something real
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| When you said you still believe
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| In what’s feeling right
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| Damn that misanthropy
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| Full insanity for the earth
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| Laughing
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| I know you’re frustrated
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| A moment ago the flames reminded me of something
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| I won’t say it
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| The candles are now ablaze
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| But wait for a while
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| I won’t say it
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| Don’t be afraid of the mirror
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| For molten candles and for Bruno’s throes
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| Not present!
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| No don’t draw down the silver chariot from the sky
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| No gloomy landscape of wintry frost can ever lead me astray again
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| The candles are now ablaze but wait for a while I won’t say it |