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My entrails are dancing,In the middle of a modern ritual;Not even my conscience is willing to feel the Divinity,When I'm confused about my fate.Just t..
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Nothing occurs in the ancient temple; Shades are too beautiful, To try falling in love with; I can feel the peace, Dancing around the hall; The H..
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I'm still dancing on red plastic; The Moon is so generous, To offer her goblet to me. I don't try to ley myself go; The repression is too dishones..
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I only wish to become a spirit; Shadows love the sunlight, Like a golden torch, Illuminating a temple. I can only manifest myself, When I'm betwe..
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I don't feel any blood Running through my veins; The pleasure is so embracing that I could get rid of myself. There are no more tears running down..
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I'm living around the purple darkness; The illusion comes up in many ways. I'm living among green ropes; My field is still afar from me. It's easy..
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What is Immortality, But the Echo of Honesty? What is Divinity, But the Honesty of the Heart? I wish to feel the purple breeze, When the sun gets..
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I The crumbling sky gets naked the storm, Through the purple night; Lost souls are still looking for a small light, To heal up. I throw myself in..
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I'm just a loner who smiles in the night's nakedness; I'm just a spirit who unwraps the world's appearance. Among the silence and the shades, I can..
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What else can I do If you still deny your true nature? What else can I say If you're still stabbing to yourself? Not in vain, The Grace is coveri..
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