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Hey !
Here pairs and current
That sound and light , so the mud and water .
Try all tastes
Try their hand.
If all you are connected to the Lord then
You're not in vain conjured in the workshop.

You take the wings of flightless hands
But your dream is not true :
Someone created a bomb
For your cruise hands
And if God is dead , then alive , Satan !
It's a strange thing , but it's not a joke , there is no
It beat the sunset and sunrise.

You take the wings of flightless hands
And flying over the abyss of new torments .
But gives strength to the wings
What comes the dawn,
Stellar dust chilly
Darkness chases sunlight .

You take the wings of flightless hands
And flying over the abyss of new torments .
Ay !
But gives strength to the wings
What comes the dawn,
Stellar dust chilly
Darkness chases sunlight !