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Disintegrated Suns
07:35
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I, spawn of emptiness
was born but never live
I, time warp, ugliness,
watcher of eroded world
watcher of the places no one never been
and another's wounds no one ever heal
Existence - irreplaceable transform into naught?
to be locked up in trap of own ordeal?
I'm used to live as spectre
unseen
forevermore
I, disintegrated sun
Without face, without flesh and memory
I, was deceived and exiled
from the tribe called humanity
I, watcher of the places no one never been
and another's wounds no one ever heal
Existence - irreplaceable transform into naught?
to be locked up in trap of own ordeal?
I'm used to live as spectre
unseen
I'm used to live shapeless
unseen
forevermore
unseen
forevermore
Was defeated and gone...
white tribe whom do i belong
This house is not my happy home
This earth is not my happy home
This house is not my happy home
This earth is not my happy home
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In Eternal Agonies
06:32
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Pestilence and Death
04:11
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