Closing my eyes, trying not to see
No sense of reality, cyclic blackness is to be
Innocent looking cradle, recognized as a buried relief
Roaming in a dark-gray graveyard, wishing to wake from deep dreams

Looking the clouds, we never disappear
Why all the beautiful is filled with fear?
No light in the solid darkness, solid darkness and haze
Crossing the edge trying to get away from a bad place

Man lies, man dies, man dies 2 times
First for birth (FIRST FOR BIRTH) and he dies again
You lie, you die, you die 2 times
then for death (THEN FOR DEATH) and you die again

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