Shake yourself free from torpidity
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Rub your eyes to see the nearness of insanity
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Lightless corridors too winding for the goal to be seen
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Walls imbued with blood watch with silent reproach
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Trapped in the maze of their own rage
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Ground burns feet and hides the curse of the age
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Is there any chance to save humanity
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When the only view is a rod of your own cage.
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Reload your gun bearing on mind that the last bullet is destined for you
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Country underground
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Oxygen is running out
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In the day when the sun went out
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Dripping water measures persistence of time
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Candle's burned down and I feel so tired
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The limit of the common sense allotted by barbed wire
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It's our private war
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Senseless as the true one
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In the day when the sun went out
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Killing is the only fun
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The Day When The Sun Went Out
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