The dust in your photograph
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Reveals the time gone by
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These days seem so far away
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Why did I return
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Your rooms didn't change a lot
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But the things have lost your soul
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Your scent was replaced by cold
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Which is seized my body
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The vortex was much too fast
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But we weren't afraid of falling
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The blindness of fatal dreams
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Remains
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The door opens and you're standing there
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Your hair is wet from rain
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You're looking scared and distraught
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But you can't speak anymore
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A window shutters and you laugh
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Your face is so unreal
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Your eyes reveal the senseless fight
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You'll never escape
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The vortex was much too fast
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But we weren't afraid of falling
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The blindness of fatal dreams
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Remains
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The Vortex
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Dreadful Shadows |