[Приєднана картинка] The sickness of this world is destroying all the dreams The fools are kings, tearing apart the soul The race for complication communicate reaction The lack of heart of men, I grow distant from the core Borrow this body for a lifetime, earthly material My soul unraveled out of mental The shell returns to dust I focus on the present concentrate on what I find Accelerate the vision high beyond the curse of time Bring light to my attention, the walls of vacuum ...

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