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the white sheet faces the dark light

the cold wind hardens the eyes to the sky

the bridge that I cross seemed to be more inspirer

and now I´m diving in the blackout of the new way

eruption comes and fade

unchain my sickness for a while

a shy enthusiasm is sketched

but the feet are tired with crawling

the world is falling down again

just more two minutes till the end

I run and destroy in search of paradise

I´ve to go there be doom until the pain arise

eruption comes and fade

unchain my sickness for a while

a shy enthusiasm is sketched

but the feet are tired with crawling

this is the end of a new dimension

that feed the chaos inside us

make changes in the spirit

but keep the straight line