And the angel used to walk through the land of honour
With human blood and sweat soaked.
And virgin clear sky that used to be,
The birds used to be free and a song was the only law
Until the black dark covered and disgraced
Innocent garden of gos used to be called the earth.
And the angel used to walk through the land of honour,
And song is not song anymore, with no ideas a bird,
You can hear a sacred letters cry, written sometime,
Somewhere on the piece of sense, makes no point now and it
Was worth when the angel used to walk on the earth.
And I walk, running away from the fears, I find other dimensions,
I'm revealing new secrets which are engraved on the faces of the unknown people.
Oh yes, they tell me their fears and they understand...
My suffering, they close their eyes, but the third pay respects to me.
With the third they dream my world and...

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