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Like stubs on the ground

that caress the rough way.

Love for non-sense

Disgusting taste of feelings.

This is the lie the world offers us,

forced to dream shattered mirrors.

This is the lie the world offers us,

forced to dream shattered mirrors

where we're only errors, not dreams.

This is the offer the world puts at disposal.

An endless agony like a carousel gone insane.

Crucified like a Christ without a reason,

we slowly savour the unconscious suicide.

[Lead: K. Venturini]

[Lead: L. Cardinali]

[Lead: K. Venturini]

Mankind full of crosses and death

Full people like snack bags

Empty souls like a dark room.

This is the lie the world offers us,

forced to dream shattered mirrors

where we're only errors, not dreams.

[Lead: L. Cardinali]

This is the offer the world puts at disposal.

An endless agony like a carousel gone insane.

Crucified like a Christ without a reason,

we slowly savour the unconscious suicide