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Exposed with hands as emptyas the opposite space,crawling we moveto where the final station lies,to whom is the debtthat we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear onlywhen we turn away,truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!A face ordained to hypocrites,we know the masks,their artificial smiles,"
Mind's black eyes should break the lies!"
Distorted pictures are alltransparent to us,phantasmagoria... such a useful weapon,ineffectual against us, enemies,with the knowledge of truth......truth makes me sick,what a wretched play!
Paralyezed by flesh and bones,condemned to vegetate,condemned to stay alone
Helplessy we are escaping,we're dinging to... stranded ashore,"
Oh, beloved infamous side!"
Our distress in perfections,trials and tribulation,preferring our pain,we'll stay and die...
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