I step my foot on this surface,
asking You under the opened sky.
It's like armageddon living on my dreams.
Degradation freeing the mediocre.
Amazing how you excruciate me and coloring my life with these horrible phantoms.
I wish the death comes early for me leave it all behind.
asking You under the opened sky.
It's like armageddon living on my dreams.
Degradation freeing the mediocre.
Amazing how you excruciate me and coloring my life with these horrible phantoms.
I wish the death comes early for me leave it all behind.
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