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In the name of fame and destruction
you recute your dead poetry
In the name of a sacred exposure
You are living anonymously

in the name of a needed acceptance
you are selling your self as a bitch
In the name of a glorious present
You are burning your future indeed

I've got tomorrow
I live it up
I crossed the damn road
i've overcome

In the name of (an) addictive pestilence
You are pitting your death in the scene
In the name of a native instinct
You're unfolding yourself as a beast

In the name of a priceless rising
You're denying aggressively
What's left of the men's conscience
what's left of the men's dreams

I've got tomorrow
I live it up
I crossed the damn road
I've overcome

All dreams are in the storm
(eternally into this world we're thrown)
All fear ascends your soul
(eternally into this world we're thrown)

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