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I must run away from this world
To the things that are permanent
Reject this civilization of death
Cry out all my problems
The sun is setting down
Demons are waking up
Have I ever heard of the truth?
I must run away from this world
To the things that are permanent
Reject this civilization of death
Cry out all my problems
I'm not a friend of mine
My hand is not my hand
But my blood is shed for real
It seems that my weakness
Will never disappoint me
I'm nothing but a man
You did create
So continue to look at the stars
Not to stop thinking of better world
I'm not the one to suffer, the others do
I'm not the one to help me
Hold me, talk to me, feeling of being so lonely
No one to talk with, to share dreams with
To share dreams with.

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