These times are full of madness, these times will make us cry, feeling the weight of this fucking world, feeling the shoulders going to breaking off, still looking for answers, but the nonsense drive our soul, still trying to do our best in loving memory of those who rest...
'Coz if they choose to leave this fucking place we have to choose to learn from disgraces coz if they choose to leave this fucking place...
I still remember the blood becoming ice i still remember the soul burning twice.
No one's life will be wasted
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