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Ideology,religion,race,nation,and prejudice
I don't want to be killed by them Don't think, The given things keep on being It's robbed while you don't find He is out of your sight He always aim at you He tricks you capitalizing on your love Don't stop thinking A hearingless sentence of death And hidden footprints We are walking with a blindness We are permitted to just walk to the dead The hands that push against our back We don't find it The hands is a ignorance and our brain that refuse to think The hands is our brain that refuse to think |
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I am ruled over by the gray
The time has over The road is closed We have a no choice Freedom is parted with by us and a given Freedom that systematized A fortune of the gray past The meaningless symbol The shady sun is shining over my head We can't lose my way We line up at the line Frosen eyes can not see the truth Our mouth is sewn I stand on one leg on the sacrifice The dead is only number and my parched tears My unreflective mmirror and unopenable door My programed world |
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| 2:42 |
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| 5. |
| 2:56 |
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Voiceless scream, my un-catchable pair of ears That darkness is the desire, reflect in my eyes Where did the past cast away? Draw curved bows I draw back away Unknown origin in vague prototype Our "todays" forget our tomorrows Our "todays" show false light The truth of rhapsodic god The hand is held tight The meaning of the silence The word, couldn't say Shoe soles scraped off, then I stopped Painful screams of the people suppressed Insanity stands behind the blindness of justice and eager We forget and be released from the pain in peace We realize something that can not been seen Crushed feelings switched with such uselesses Where did the past cast away? Draw curved bows I draw back I draw back |
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| 3:47 |
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Passing Shower With Mental Pain I Lose Sight Of Myself A Set Of Things Of Six Persons Say Meaningless Sign Inside, Outside, My Mind Has A Scar I Have Lost All Feelings I Fall Out Of Line I Try To Forget Sad Past My Head In The Cloud, My Head In The Cloud Blowing New Wind I Will Get Other Sight A Handful Of Seeds I Fall Out Of Line I Will Get Other Sight A Handful Of Seeds I Will Never Find Out A Handful Of Seeds |
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