wings of gray nonsense you will be
I have already read all your lines
Lethargy will not wake up
I want you to see
Through me
I want you to guide me
From here until the end
I want you to know
That they are going to sink
I want your head
In case it happens...
Yes, I could lose myself again
In the fog of an unreal forest
But I know that you will extend your hand to me
And again I will be able to rock
My dreams of tranquility
What it will give me to be on your lap
There are no more jesters
The good times come to an end
My ethics have vanished
His great gestures will be erased
That dusty book
At the bonfire They will burn
My exclusion from the coven
The unicorn will run wild
I want you to see
Through me
I want you to guide me
From here to the end
br/>I want you to know
That they are going to sink
I want your head
In case it happens...
Yes, I could get lost again
In the fog of an unreal forest
But I know that you will extend your hand to me
And again I will be able to see myself
My dreams of tranquility
What it will give me to be on your lap

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