In streams of anxiety I catch a breath of present time
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And open a hidden door in a floor with the imprinted hand
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Once again I begin a night descent toward my cellar worlds
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Where the past of milion shadows plays with silent calmness
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I dive strenously in an element of unwanted visions
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Painted with pangs of conscience, fed with sadness
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And helpless I stand among demons from the former life
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The one tragically led ina treadmill of inhuman cruelty
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Detested by the enemy, condemned by my co-brothers
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I carry my burden of loneliness through the striped crowd
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I pass dreams, hopes, I proceed among bitterness and tears
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Unceasingly closing eyes of those who desire the sunrise
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I silence my heart, forget the prayers, reject all thoughts
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As I live in the irreversibleness of stupor just to last
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I welcome trust, surprise, I say goodbye to faith and pride
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And I write down the tragedy of humankind turned to dust
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Being dead alive I await stepping out of the row
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A moment of last crossing the hellish threshold
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Eternal chimneys don't forgive their foster sons
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Ant they consume the testimony of extermination system
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Devastated by the claims of abstract past
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I am awaking to reality created in shade
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Where from a victim of humanity burying times
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I become an executioner in eyes of justice
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Weary of life I examine myself in a mirror of sorrow
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And my senile reflection is flowing with the last tear
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Ready for meeting faces faded long ago by time
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I join the rest of the damned from Sonderkommando
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Here comes the time to dream
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Sonderkommando
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| Vedonist |
