The straight path is easier to follow
Mine turns again
With a slow step I pass by dreams
Wild noise, music, meaningless sounds
They stick to the lips, rob the strength
An enemy's prophecy is coming true< br/>Makes light confuse with shadow
Up there is a leaden sky
I cry as one with hell
The received sweetness drowns in the waves of anger
The white trail is lost, the goal is lost
The ashen smile on the mirror is terrifying
I don't feel anything
I already know enough

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