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Look at the morning sunA thirteenth month was bornWho wants to play this game?Answer your missionReflection of your mindLeads me to my graveCould a existence be bornWhich made dreams to mystic liesYou're buried in a cage of realityTo sell your soul for a tripTo yourselfTo live in a world ofForbidden doorsRun away, leave your campLove and hate melt fast togetherLeave a body of fearBrain work to forgetYour existence!Meet the hangman, at the backdoorOf your lost paradise!Create your harmonyIn shadow of the lieBe a part of the forgottenKingdom
Look at the morning sunA thirteenth month was bornWho wants to play this game?Answer your missionReflection of your mindLeads me to my graveCould a existence be bornWhich made dreams to mystic liesYou're buried in a cage of realityTo sell your soul for a tripTo yourselfTo live in a world ofForbidden doorsRun away, leave your campLove and hate melt fast togetherLeave a body of fearBrain work to forgetYour existence!Meet the hangman, at the backdoorOf your lost paradise!Create your harmonyIn shadow of the lieBe a part of the forgottenKingdom