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An empty look

like a broken lighthouse

eyes that draght into the void

The man without a name

he doesn´t care about anything,

about anybody

The man without a name!

The path is better alone,

without obstacles.

He´s an entity made of grey,

the shell of the misanthropy,

the builder of nothingness.

This path never ends.

Future, present, past!!!

Are confused in the same line.

A line thats begins is the line that ends.

The circle of life!!!

The circle of death!!!

The man without a name

… circle of life

The man without a name

… circle of death