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That goodbye broke you into pieces
Your desire to continue
And the one who knows that there is no longer any case
Is willing to suffer
The issues of failures
They were always like this
You don't want to sleep in other arms
If they give you a choice
The stems of those roses
They will always hurt
br/>God made them so beautiful
With infernal art
Men bet on a good resource
Before deciding
That bottle has no name
And now I It's my turn
But everything doesn't end so soon
Even if you think so
It's the end and everything always begins
Take the risk when living
The stems of those roses
They will always hurt
God made them so beautiful
With infernal art
The stems of those roses
They will always hurt
God made them so beautiful
With infernal art
Infernal, infernal