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Apeiron

	作曲 : Coassin, Corona, Fabirs ...
	When the flame inside you burns out
	A gust of cold wind freezes your breath:
	A prelude for the Dark Hand
	To catch your soul,
	you can imagine will happen to all
	It comes dressed in shades
	From the silence of nowhere
	A black face without a face
	Its Dark Hand points at you
	A deep voice echoes around
	Listen to the call:
	"Come with me, follow me
	Let the (your) pain behind.
	Don't be afraid to step
	Into the silent land where
	Twisted souls dance with the dark"
	After you've left behind
	Your chances and dreams
	You realize and ask:
	"What does it mean?" putting aside
	your problems and please
	Will take you away from the following days

	zuò qǔ : Coassin, Corona, Fabirs ...
	When the flame inside you burns out
	A gust of cold wind freezes your breath:
	A prelude for the Dark Hand
	To catch your soul,
	you can imagine will happen to all
	It comes dressed in shades
	From the silence of nowhere
	A black face without a face
	Its Dark Hand points at you
	A deep voice echoes around
	Listen to the call:
	" Come with me, follow me
	Let the your pain behind.
	Don' t be afraid to step
	Into the silent land where
	Twisted souls dance with the dark"
	After you' ve left behind
	Your chances and dreams
	You realize and ask:
	" What does it mean?" putting aside
	your problems and please
	Will take you away from the following days