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The thoughts, they slide hanging between the past,That has coiled my body with long heavy chains,And the future that doesn't belong to meAnd that sinks more and more into oblivion
Flashes of certainties rip from the sky of non-existenceWhile tall flames burn down my sighsI'm lost in the madness of this darkness... Of this perversionA sharp dream that makes my soul bleed...