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I bring signs that it will arrive
Flying over this gray veil
Polluted by smoke, covered by thick air
You know I won't say anything about it?
Silence is the key, dead bodies don't talk
Unfortunately, I don't have good news
I'm just a messenger for you
Little, bitter sinner
The fruit of your lies
Accompanied by their burdens
Inaccessible ones that mutilate your soul
What will be your last words?
What excuses would you make?
Who would you blame? Since you are the one to blame
Are you really yourself?
Continuously lying
See yourself in the mirror
That is now broken
Fragments, each one is a part
Looking at yourself...

I'm you, but I'm not you?
I am only: “The Messenger”
Submitted by a lady who wears black
Everyone fears it, because it will not escape
The one who is looking at you through the reflection of your soul
The dead don't speak, neither do the crow
Your message has been received
We're out of time...

Eternal silence awaits you.

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