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the children's toys lay scattered in bits |
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the result of the game which ended in pain |
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now society should have stayed arise |
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harmony unveils ail |
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part of our stations never us fail |
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harmony unveils ail |
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harmony unveils ail |
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the stations will ???????? dime |
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???????? she says of lies |
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home for wicked turns to grey |
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angels of ashes will sail to the grave |
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the children's toys lay scattered in bits |
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the result of the game which ended in pain |
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the ill winds the seas of real love |
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in your light all pains in moving |
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age of righteous reason sail of |
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over the sea and reasons of lies |
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into the souls of the pains that he cried |
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illusion of love and season of lies |
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a reason of love that will save us our lives |
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a reason of pain that will save us our blind |