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What's it for, this draining tension?
Trying to go on as all hopes fade
As we suffocate we have the time
To regret our life

Was it worth this apprehension?
A palliative for this bleak parade
As we agonize we have the chance
To recall our strife

Con la fuggita luce, morirono i colori
E piú non appartiene il vivere
Che a rincorse di spettri
Il pensiero nei ricordi s''affoga
E il passo mi accompagna solo l''ombra

As life wipes us out we are grateful for
The Last Supper's crumbs

Caress her scented hair sweetly
Bedew'd with bitter tears
Feel warmth receding discreetly
As light just disappears

Was it worth all the pain
Just to see it all dead?
Do you deserve other than disdain
And thorns on your head?

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