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The image of the world I live in
Born into to fall into oblivion
Is the huge arena of illusion and deceit
Nothing's real
Not a thing curtain call and the show starts
Commonness and self-leceration against the unceasing
Lape of redemption - Clowns
The masters of disguise
Are man's prototype my fear of the future increases
This arena is crowded with clowns
Curtain call and the show starts
Just one tear releases a violent river
The image of the world I live in   Born into to fall into oblivion   Is the huge arena of illusion and deceit   Nothing's real   Not a thing curtain call and the show starts   Commonness and self-leceration against the unceasing   Lape of redemption - Clowns   The masters of disguise   Are man's prototype my fear of the future increases   This arena is crowded with clowns   Curtain call and the show starts   Just one tear releases a violent river