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Yesterday has been understood
But its past hasn't been figured
You would
Subtle vibrations invading your mind
Counterprojections distorting the scenes
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Une coulisse faite de pluie symptomatique
Transpiration d'un exces d'amour pathe
There is a poison in my mind
My vain ambitions burn
He is the first one to be
Where someone was before
Where
clinging to your soul
They reach you from far
Sucked onto a
Hear the sad doctrine of lost ones again
Ride on the
You'll face your own apocalypse
And the void you denied
You forced
An abstarct reality
Kingdom of dissension
Made of absurd situations
An abstarct
Now nothing is gonna be the same
From this day forward
Now
Cold, cold kingdom of ice
Bring me the sun
Cold, cold kingdom
This is the realm of projection
Out of the depths of
Once a bad but tractable intent
Now a mischieving illusion
Once a
His mind is the mold
Of fearful events
A matter of time
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