C 99

Cast aside the Dreams
This coal shall be a grave of our destiny
Genocides are easy to see and feel

Cast aside Reality
Man always fall through their doubts
Parallyzed skills
Are always suspicious

A glint of space
Is falling from the sky
We're everywhere
Spanned by our will

Cast aside the Fears
There's nothing that spreads in our agony
Hypnagogic tears (taste like Evil)
Are Heaven's jests of pleasure

Marrying Simmetry
All the time eclypses and falls
Morning falls and dreams
To crown me like I'm God

A glint of space
Is falling from the sky
We're everywhere
Spanned by our



Credits
Writer(s): Emilio Larocca Conte
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