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In a nonexistent day,

With the noise of dead planets,

In an artificial love,

A world where dreams not come true,

We're dead in absolute happiness.

Healing anger in ominous grief,

The knife in the back scratches the heart,

Birds are pecking pain out of stigmats,

We will never be revived...

We will never be resurrected ...

That day they died...

Shine in their eyes

Howling darkness inside

The abyss...

That day they died

Unraveled the tangle

And light at the end of the tunnel

Timeless...

Birds singing sweetly

To the deaf god

Eternity...

That day they died

That day they died

they will never be resurrected...