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As the devil smiles from the mass,
my veins are filling with rusty stress.
They say, that „You’re in the Capital”,
but there’s just millions of unknown people.
Hipocrites who just turn away,
live their life in a weird ballet.
Kicking everyone down, never looking back,
and Kissing up is just a selfish act.
The Wold is turning inside out, we are heading for the next blackout,
Disregard is a new religion, this is the garden of the falling ravens.
Solitude grows in our life,
And we don’t see the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Friends and Families are not the same,
Relationships becoming lame.
People are dying in the dark,
Separete ways tear them appart.
All of them are living souls,
Fighting their way to their goals.
Shiny sparkle at the end,
But we can’t reach it without a friend.
The Wold is turning inside out, we are heading for the next blackout,
Disregard is a new religion, this is the garden of the falling ravens.
Solitude grows in our life,
And we don’t see the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Solitude grows in our life,
And haven’t you thought the rest of the Eyes.
Look around and make a change,
Haven’t you thought that this is strange.
Look around!
Look around!
Look around!
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