Dying you see the star falling
As if bloted the clues of chaos
In emptiness of grey eternity without any motivation
Dull by the cold, space is silent
In some kind of misunderstand
In some kind of dull complaint
About the destiny carried away by the stream
Like a blade of dry grass
Flying in the wind
You're watching the eyes of the past
Kamja-Tama-Jona
Kamon-Atam-Ajja
Colder than ice
Grislier than hate
Baser than fear
Darker than evil
Chilly grandeur
Of cheep irony
Of history like
Cold silk, light is breaking in your eyes
Kamja-Tama-Jona
Kamon-Atam-Ajja
Dying you see the star falling
As if bloted the clues of chaos
In emptiness of grey eternity without any motivation
Dull by the cold, space is silent
In some kind of misunderstand
In some kind of dull complaint
About the destiny carried away by the stream
Like a blade of dry grass
Carried away by the stream
Like a blade of dry grass
Flying in the wind
You're watching the eyes of the past
Kamja-Tama-Jona
Kamon-Atam-Ajja
Kamjatamajona
Kamonatamajja
Kamjatamajonakamonatamajja

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