| Dissecting the last moments
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| I give new life to reassuring recalls
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| Memories of a world never-ending
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| Till yesterday
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| Sitting in the first line I follow each frame of the last episode
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| Facing a horror that withers my spirit and cages my sight I cling to my last
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| left sensation
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| That total resignation that’s shuttering my legs
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| Giving up my essence and taking my breath away
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| I’m counting up my last istants
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| I breathe ranking air
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| A feel of somehow palpable death
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| Staring at the sky I take the hand of the terminal ghost
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| Memories of world never-ending till yesterday
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| Will you ever find tears to pour, hands to hold tight?
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| Such a terrible end to destroy any soul
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| Nevertheless all this is just humanity
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| Grown up moss on a sunny rock
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| Just the perception of reality
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| Do you have a god to pray? |