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In Hell We Dwell

This fucking bleeding's tearing you apart
Those days flew on the line
Taste the sky that lost its face
Fate, hope, fear, falling from grace

End of the line, point of termination
Rain will wash it all away
To wait for nothing, to forget the dead ends
To survive the twisted tales, your future remains open wide

And the world around went crazy
And your veins so freezed, the same
Strange shivers can't set you free
When the blind fools embrace the stars
And illusion grinds darkened mind

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