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IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MAELSTROM OF THE PASSING TIME
NOW AND WE EXIST BETWEEN THE SHADOWS OF THE PAST
IN NEUROTIC LUXURY AND FROSTWORK ON OUR
LIKE THE HOARFROST ON A ARE THE PLEASURES THAT WE ENJOY

BUT CAME DISILLUSION, A FEAR FROM YESTERDAY
AND NOW YOU ARE
WITH TRAILS, OF BLOOD
TRAILS OF BEHIND YOU

WE WERE FALLING IN MADNESS WITHOUT TWINGES OF
ON A OF FICTION WE ENJOY THE AFFLUENCE
THE RESULTS WERE MOT AND SO WE COULD NOT UNDERSTAND
AND AFTER THOUSANDS OF YEARS WE FROM THE DREAM OF LIFE

BUT THEN DISILLUSION, A FEAR FROM YESTERDAY
AND NOW YOU ARE
WITH TRAILS, TRAILS OF
OF BLOOD BEHIND YOU

NOW WE ARE OLDER AND WE DOWN
YOU FAILED THOUSANDS O TO LOOK BEHIND YOU
TO FROM THE DREAM OF LIFE, THE DREAM OF LIFE