When the morning sets the evening as it happened once before
then I flee from false realities
When the fluids coloured (...) filled with lovely grass perfume
then I see you were here
And all of that sets the front
And all of that draws the path we've gone
Did I built all the scenes for you?
When the midnight sets the nightmares as I dreamed them once before
then I bleed you'll see
And when the angriest (...) castles trumbling your sound of fear
then I know you were here.
And all of that sets the front
And all of that draws the path we've gone
Did I built all the trims for you?

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