in the lost memoirs of a day not day
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across a time that had still to begin its turn
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a god got tired of the surrounding vacuum
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and molded a game to catch eternity
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will we ever know our future course
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what has become behind the scenes
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is there a shred of law
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that gives the freedom to the acts
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I am the way for myself
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the real way
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creature, similar but shred
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IĄŻll bring you life and be quiet
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IĄŻm watching your behavior
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and remember you are my bloom
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I foresee sinner
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I foresee betrayer
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rebel you will be
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and IĄŻm right here to resolve your sin
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never never die
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I must believe to rise
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in a world divided from the bytes
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or I must live just for my self
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and waiting for the reaction
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now bring back your soul to me
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you wasted your chance to live
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and donĄŻt worry for me
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IĄŻll find a better pastime
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your life has been so sweet
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of knowledge you were so ravenous
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fly now upon the sky
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and die, and die
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I could not save him from his worth
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his merit has been his fault
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and I feel so alone
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Demiurgo
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| Disarmonia Mundi |
