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Where is the light,
the painful way
trapped at the top of a tower
the hate inside in four crystal mirrors,
glasses of flesh,
Look down.. battlefields of destruction.
Ah... flying in the air, to fly beyond the time.
Where is all the prayers?
To the border line?
Between my world and the ethereal space.
Ahh......
Where is the real way to the light? Who will judge me?
Where is the real way to the light? Who will judge you?
Who will judge me?
Who will judge you?
The way of invisible sins.
The way of invisible sins.

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