Rearing the look from the sun I would never know the latest day I woke up in the cold broke that I promised, fading away, my light. Tell me, my repertory, if this will last what more they want my pride to give and why - I ask you why am I the only figure kept alive. They had to do what was to do and did what in the mind of a force known as the sense of man got banned and mystified... So lead me back, my repertory of grey where I belong and never can be in possibility to lose my weight, my inner peace, my way and when you, my repertory, ever will turn from grey to freedom I forget, I will forget my fault my fault,
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