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Lost in the chaos of world
Like a strange demon we kill
With our looks
Giving exstasy to a false widow
We play on weak strings of life

I'd like to travel to the times
To the times of flourishing craft
Walk through the night
In the dark woods
And shout ghosts
Of darkness

Lost...

Lost in the chaos of world
Like a strange demon we kill
With our looks

I am a sad wanderer
A lonely visions of dreams
I am a sad wanderer
Someone even stole my hate

Hate!!!

And what was before
Will remain as a sweet mistery
Anyway...

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