| When a life falls into dust and the paradise is lost
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| There is something to remind us in our head
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| There is something to remember — helping us to understand
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| And the price we have to pay for a life we fade away
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| These are the words I hear somebody say
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| Is there anybody else — can find the end of days
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| Is there anybody else
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| IS THERE ANYBODY ELSE — CAN FIND THE END OF
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| THE END OF ALL DAYS — THE END OF ALL DAYS
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| IS THERE ANYBODY ELSE
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| On some ordinary day in the end of 1963
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| While a distant tune of spring lies in the air
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| We are waiting for the fall of lives an years
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| And the price we have to pay — for a life we fade away
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| These are the words I hear somebody say
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| Is there anybody else — can find the end of days
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| Is there anybody else
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| Is there anybody else — can find the end of days
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| Martha’s vineyard near the bay, here we found another trace
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| Nothings plannes but just a curse or a spell on mothers earh
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| This line is defeated before we release it
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| When we see the command forces die
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| AND THE ECHO OF THE LAUGHTER
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| IS NOT SO FAR AWAY TO IGNORE THE CRIES
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| On this ordinary day
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| JFK has gone
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| And witnessed by a hundered million eyes
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| Who saw him fall — asking why
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| Hsi mantra was a paragram of KEN I DIE
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| AND THE PRICE WE HAVE TO PAY — FOR A LIFE FADING AWAY
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| Is there anybody else — can find the end of days
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| Is there anybody else
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| WE ARE THE REASON FOR — WE ARE THE FALLEN CHILDREN
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| The end of all days |