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We’re so vulnerable/ so weak

we’re just mortals

fighting so that the death

doesn’t win and life prevails

we’re humans

living among infinite dreams

and mad adventures

there’s no return when we face

the unexpected end

death is just a step

and it doesn’t have a time, nor a day

there’s no choice

we can’t return in time

to change the way of life

and keep death from covering us

with the crimson blood of pain

who can ever say that he has never felt

the coldness of disgrace?

who can ever say that he has never found himself

in a turned with no end?

Death shows itself as treacherous as life

and beyond death nobody knows…

the only certainty we have is that the spirit is immortal.