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In absolute silence, you dance with blood on your hands,

Because you know how to pretend to be happy with your forced smile,

But you put your hope into a mirage, and you subjugate yourself to the puppet master.

You know it at the bottom of your heart when you dance.

You have a chaffy limb of what you are not

You never leave the showcase yet say you’re not for sale.

You don't fight with your empty hand nor forgive with an armed one.

Because you shine in black in the monochrome city.

Tears of joy

Tears of pain

Hidden strings

Hands of determination

On an aimless road, you’re a passenger by force,

Who is the one who hits this empty drum harder

Just try to entertain yourself by forgetting things.

Because you have a flight in your heart, but they removed your wings!!

Tears of joy

Tears of pain

From cradle to grave

Hidden hands

Strings of determination

From cradle to grave