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There’s no reason to wash the mud

one has to leave someday

Don’t forget about your dreams

the Earth calls you back

Your world keeps leaving scars

I don’t believe in the death of rullers

You’ve had enough and that pleases you

so give an order now

so that they’ll sin again

I’m not afraid, only a little cold

why are you looking at me through tears that cleanse?

My world’s slowly dissolving

by anticipation of my last wish

I’m glad that you’re here with me

I’m seeing that lady for the first time

She turned that fabulovs light off

it’s dark here

hold my hand tight