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Come, little angel, and sit by my side

I need someone to talk to, 'cause I can't see the light

I look for a guardian, "Take my thousand sins away"

are the last lines before he decides to pray again

(Here is X...Friday, December 13, 7:25 Babylonian time)

My brain works faster than the day before

And when I shut one door, I hear another open

All his trust, faith and belief is gone

After the minute they've preserved him from the dawn

And I wonder, and I wonder

how a place could leave his mind alone with me

An eerie mural makes me see

his sieve of broken memories

I'm coming near but not enough

Disclosing your illusion

Why is the world so afraid?

Searching for the way to January sun, January sun

And why can the last December days not remember where to go?

January sun

His nether world is more dimensional

And now I could inhale his frenzied wintertale

A brand-new being rises out black snow

This ship of dark decades can tell me where I go

To remember, and I remember

When I close my eyes, the angel says to me:

Confess your sins and take my hand

I give you back your memory

The time has come to see a land

of reverse allegory tales

And the end of a rainbow on your journey to a place you meet yourself

And searching for a pharos glowing

Why in the world is it me searching for the way to January sun?

January sun

X - 7:35 - now I'm zero

Here is something to believe in on our way

Let us turn into the January sun (Hostimentium - dominatio)

I am nothing but a sand grain in a gear of the universe

Equation of the tide (Amnestia - mors Christ-0)

Why, why is the gift to be free

this new identity? (Christ-0 – x4)

Come, little angel, and sit by my side

I need someone to talk to, now I can see the light

My life is a station where the darkness meets the day

Hear the last lines before I design to fade away