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Pragmatic fight, a circle of demise

While my blood turns

Eternally, black to white

The meaning of space

And time I misunderstand

Starving rebuilt

In a monochromatic dance

Stronger I see, always behind my back

My thoughts and sins, fragments of myself

Eternally destroyed and rebuilt

While reality's a grey wall of nonsense

Eternally black to white

In a monochromatic dance

Fragments of myself

In a grey wall of nonsense