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08 November 2009 @ 17:24
Shining  
This is our show,
For the cold-hearted
My show for the devoided
I can hear the slow hum
It's the race of forgotten
And their song is as cold
As the breeze and

Here we breath in
Without caring
Here we sleep till
We see the shining

And you could see,
Those helping faces
And the masks they hide in
When did this become the biggest lie?
Have we forgotten why we die?

And here we breath in
Without caring
Here we sleep till
We see the shining

So why to wait for them to fall
All the senses
Decaying, and it's my fault
Then, we couldn't feel the fall
Should I try again
Maybe it would hurt me more

Here we fall
Without caring
Here we sleep till
We see the shining
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