Pure things remain untouched hidden behind imaginary scenarios even if I try, I won't make it. Why? silence and the void two proud warriors are mysteries, and fragments of lived life Like mysteries the crumbs of memories died
Again and again scream, tremble and modify again and again defeated but still alive Though you dare to walk your way
There is no right way or easy choice no limits or insanity for living, no no harm done while you're true to yourself
Go, fly, fly free, brake the chains Become what you were born to be no labels, no strings, no poisoned veins pure souls, pure souls have their reason for being
A pure soul will always be untouchable and only children, madmen and lovers which smile with the smallest attention - so frank they do not look if you were good or bad
Go, do not fear, who really love you will laugh with your insanity and cry your pain Come on, spread your wings. Though you can, keep on being a pure soul!
Again and again scream, tremble and modify again and again defeated but still alive Though you dare to walk your way
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