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treachery's
years of obscure
here the man that brings
disease, hate & deceit
and noone's the
of his own anymore

one it's war!
one man. his war

this is for my fathers
ans is for mu tortured wife
one is for my lost sons
is this the way we

to count blows and blows
you don't deserve to deal me
...wichasa!

no to smile
my legs, my sight, my brain, my
these are my only
my body inside itself
I know who my are
now running is
my hunting has taken
way...
treachery! no, no
this is... my singing
will... make your blood freeze
no fear... is the only way I see!

here... locked in cage
is no way to deal with you...

another flight, deceptions
flights, resignation
(now) all life
are of hope
blown by your icy scorn