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You’ll forget all the fire

When we move to the sun

There is no place

For human race

between heaven and hell

My eyes are blinking

With the secrets of a God half blind

Now I can see… what fire means

On our way to hell

I’m neither a monk nor a preacher

So I don't have to believe

in gods, in evil, in you...

Yesterday’s gone,

the wind still blows.

Time is war inside our heads....

Yesterday’s gone, your time is gone.