Brother against brother, against you - me
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The distinction is blurred - between hell and paradise
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In the circle of prophecy future's hidden
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It stares straight at our faces
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Too much time is wasted, too much time passes away
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Too many chances are irretrievably lost
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Smothered cry hardens from the inside
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The sign - leaves an impression of memory again
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The taste of joy fades away, life feeds on death
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You say this is the course of nature - I know that!
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More and more blurred - the picture of reality
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I am confused
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Too much time is wasted, too much time passes away
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Too many chances are irretrievably lost
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Smothered cry hardens from the inside
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The sign - leaves an impression of memory again
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In A Daze
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Artrosis |