I drown in the sound
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In a sterile atmosphere
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Down below the noise sphere
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In sterile cold blue steel
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Lifeless in time
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A caress of cold, a caress of cold
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The caress of a cold blue light lamp
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[solo: Massimiliano]
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The stars ain't shining now
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In this artificial sky
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with electro-psychic storms
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Where aseptic stillness is
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I look for your hand somehow
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But you cannot reach me here now
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This mental-nowhere has closed its doors
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Where life gives way to crying steel
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Cold Blue Steel
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| Novembre |
