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On dark paths there are trails
that illuminate existences of guilt
with open eyes you proceed but cannot see
the shadows hidden that open the scabs
In the beginning you start , without knowing ,
to overpower wooden ideals
to fill your soul with hollow hope
and shun the quiet guilt
When the sun goes out and the sea hides
then victims and immolators you will all be in one voice
that begs God to save it
while death in the corner snickers
And when the blizzard and the fiery rain arrive
and your fate succumbs to the thunder
you will crawl to evade evil
but the horns announce the murder and ruination

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