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Every little dream built in the sand
Is burned by the he sun

Every drop of sweat spit by pain
Is getting so cold…and dry…

(So dark)

No heat, no lights

(No time)

For bleeding eyes

(No more, no more voices around)

And when the smaller things begin to grow up
the look turns away
Just one more step to close the line of the insane
and hearing the scream… (Again)

The screams on the way

(I swear I won't go there anymore)

I die to heal

(The most ill thoughts)

We're trying to break the chains
to liberate our fears
But nothing's clear inside our reigns

The masks we wear outside
are hiding who we are:
The creatures of the lie
The never-falling cries

(We can't take off the flight)

The wind is sharp and drags
The delusions to this hole
Don't blink your eyes so fast

(It won't take you out this time)

The traps are made of words
Mixed with fails and preys
The muted sound of punishment

So cruel, so real, so…. true

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