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I look back at all the wrongs I've turned and all the matches

I've burnt.


We who are about to die...


I see that those who turned their back I am watching more

closely.

I'm calling the rain to mend the burnt now mostly.


We who are about to die, fear the day we face the sky.

We who are about to die, don't want to face another lie.


Let fly, let fly.

Don't try, don't try to deny.

Deny me to be alive.


Empty smiles, lonely faces.

The sorrow piles and all erases.


We who are about to die, fear the day we face the sky.

We who are about to die, don't want to face another lie.

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