Reality wants to be complex
Which allows you to discover the world in a form
Because of the role, the experience in the brew
You demand logic as a source of beauty
And the black other go
Go, go
Summer communications, perhaps verifiable
Life in the future, you will turn except
Role and meaning of the whole?
br/>The charge, the source I go now
What is the privilege of the dead?
Love, the truth, the nights in light
But I don't know yet
Capital, pain
Capital, capitalist, death
What is the privilege of the dead?
Listen, we see
The truth that you can no longer see
The courage and the shame
The generosity the sacrifices
Not on the contrary we are going
Come on, come on
Let's go destroy it, and begin
What is your secret?< br/>Tell me, tell me
Capital, capital, capital, pain
Logic, from your enigma, I will find
What is the privilege of the dead
br/>Exactly, tell me
Death, the door is blocked
The door is blocked
Death, the door is blocked

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