| Doors for you were closed
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| The darkness
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| Has shrouded consciousness
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| There is no sense in the real world
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| All has died around
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| Already for a long time
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| That no sense in those dreams
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| But how many time you were
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| At the purpose and each time was
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| Time was broken downwards
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| Time was broken downwards
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| My hate and sorrow
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| Today and tomorrow
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| Will grow every day
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| All is stronger and stronger
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| Fury will become blind
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| And with blood
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| Will fill my eyes
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| There, where there is a hatred
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| — there there is no
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| Place for mind
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| Who thought about spiritual much
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| Eventually was mad
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| Sing to me about hot breath
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| Of death of the forgotten tombs
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| My hate and sorrow
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| Today and tomorrow
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| Will grow every day
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| All is stronger and stronger
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| Fury will become blind
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| And with blood
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| Will fill my eyes
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| There, where there is a hatred
|
| — there there is no
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| Place for mind
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| Ideas drill from within
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| Him to not
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| Find my name in a succession
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| Of necrologies
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| Time is pulled together
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| In a spiral of my dreams
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| All this truly was
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| All this will be again
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| My sight — my message of hatred
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| My life — my immortality
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| My truth — my temple of freedom
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| My death — a seal of my dreams
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| Fury, anger, ruthlessness — my rescue
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| Belief in rescue and the truth — my death
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| The closed doors — a way to reflection
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| Clearness of mind will replace dreams
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| Blood, the flesh, the dismembered bodies
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| To not throw out realities from dreams
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| Who saw
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| Who saw though time
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| Will remember
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| Remember always
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| Who already
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| Already died
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| — will not
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| Die never
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| Who was
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| Not born yet
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| Will be
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| Dead always
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| You will not recollect death, not life, it is not angry
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| Dream replaces a reality, but only the death will replace dream
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| My hate and sorrow
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| Today and tomorrow
|
| Will grow every day
|
| All is stronger and stronger
|
| Fury will become blind
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| And with blood
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| Will fill my eyes
|
| There, where there is a hatred
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| — there there is no
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| Place for mind |