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WARREL DANE PRAISES TO THE WAR MACHINE |
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Equilibrium
These are the days when we celebrate host and parasites Bold are the words of the cold unfeeling neophyte
I live in a sick world without balance or sense of reality
In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments Of a sick world without equilibrium
I can't erase the past, I can't erase today Please take it all away I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world Please take it all away
Why do we live within these season of wither? Why does the hopelessness take control?
In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments Of a sick world without equilibrium
I can't erase the past, I can't erase today Please take it all away I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world Please take it all away
Slowly fading we lose control Slowly decaying, losing all
I can't erase the past, I can't erase today Please take it all away I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world Please take it all away
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