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From a tangled dream you awake because of a silent cry |
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A cry from somewhere outside your mind and your comprehension |
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Somehow attractive like the call of sirens leading you to your death |
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The cry makes you leave your home and walk towards your painful end |
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All people gathered around the monument of endlessness |
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The flying tears and the sound detach your mind and flesh |
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Without warning the tears turn into blood and crying stops, ear-ripping screaming starts |
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You feel only pain like everyone else until your head and brain blow away... |