[Music: Spiros A., Lyrics: Sotiris V.]
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So they promised you the stars
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The happiness of your distant hopes
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But as you tried to catch the moon
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Its silver cape slipped through your fingers
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Fake was the dawn of their mortality
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You are drowning from the flow of your emotions
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When all is none
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There is a miracle for every soul
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An easy way to loose control
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The puppeteer and his dolls entertain the frantic crown
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Invisible lands your stolen laughs
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When all is none
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When all is none
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Who would be the most competent guardian for you
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Than yourself?
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Always in range
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Under detention even at your sleep
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Your life a white chalk on a small blackboard
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When all is none
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Die
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When all is none
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When All Is None
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| Septic Flesh |
