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We're transition agents

Perpetuated in the shadow of the same sun

Immortalized to believe

Instinct of a race in decay

Our pale hands hug

Under dense fear

Where night breaks

Everything is so real

The words become rubbish

Bury pain in splinters

On a land of flesh and bones

But you, run away from time

The places expand

The times unify

Scene arranges again

But dust come to dust

Is here where I want to stay

Sentenced to live

Sentenced to die

Is here where I should stay

Sentenced to live

Sentenced to die