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19 for the cold

77 for our misery

The passage of the time doesn´t forget

The passage of time doesn´t forgive

19 for the cold

77 for our misery

We´re born to lose

Childrens of the void

The ghost inside of us wants a scape

but there is no way out

so heavy our chains are

so painfull for us,

because they are the same sins

A number like any other

a random sequence for the others

The definition of a life through a number

so empty... and... so deep

1977

is the flash of a flare that will

last as long as my life

Last as!... Long as!... My life!