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When we blow out the flame

we'll surely fall from grace

love and hate are divided, and the balance is not right

Somebody shows pure loyalty

another one is dwelling on dishonesty

this world is breathing its sickness

and we couldn't care less

I'm losing the grip on my own sanity

my last hope is you, my reality

we blow out this place

this bitter man needs salvation

Evolution – we cannot tame

to termination, it leads us anyway

Illusion – in the womb of parasites

static phase

will keep us mesmerized