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Life torned by a steel

Coming of day reporting death

Archards full of mourning

Mourning, symbol of kingdom of fear

Faith! Inviolable like an odour of the night

Faith! Uselessness of next words

Faith! Like an innocent of murder

Faith!!!!

There below cross

You're opening the gates of torned illusions

Cold odour of death

Of flowers casted for dead

Mourningflying

In wind of past

Lie! Inviolable like an odour of the night

Lie! Uselessness of next words

Lie! Like an innocent of murder

Lie!!!!!

Love! Inviolable like an odour of the night

Love! Uselessness of next words

Love! Like an innocent of murder

Love!!!!!

Intoxication of the minds

With a pictures of beauty

Walking for the end

In silent night laugh

Intoxication and beauty

Soon the latter

And finally out of the ring