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I see them all

Stepping into fire

They are like moths

Flames're growing higher

Blinded and circleing

Inside the maze

Lonely in crowd

Approaches the black dawn

I can see the arclight

But there is no brightness

I smell the dead sun

Where are we now

Nowhere

Solo: Flisak

Is that destiny

An endless puzzle

No escape

Just death in fire

No logic No peace

No liberation

Sanity's annihilation

Insane

Insane

I see them all

Stepping into fire

They are like moths

Flames're growing higher