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Drowning in into and endless dream.

Into ocean of vanity

Gentle breeze carries into the deep.

Where our last journey begins

And all that is pure melts away

The good in me willl be a memory.

A quiet song of history

Our souls bleed into the deep

A mournful song of an entity

A sanguine tune of serenity

Lost hopes and all the empty dreams

Embrace the silence within me

A saguine tune of serenity

Drowning in to an endless dream.

Into ocean of vanity

Gentle breeze carries into the deep.

Where the last journey begins

Who we are to answer these questions?

When there is no evidence of the truth

When it comes to this.

All that remains are different stages of rectitude

Floating in to a sacred keep, into ocean of sincerity

Gentle breeze carries into the deep.

Where the last journey behins

And all that is pure stays right here

The good in me will be a memory. A quiet song of history