I didn't know...
Indifference maybe
I don't want to see
The nightmares with my eyes
Please don't go
You didn't show me
The truth is real
But how can I know?
Tell me how to live
I thought it was good
You flying joy
My underground rage
Take me with you
And make me feel
Impregnated sorrow
This doom deal...
I never wanted it
But somehow make sense
That freaking comfort…
Of a perfect coffin
Ohhh dam it…
Get out and bury me
Morbus Sine Fine
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