And if I speak in flames
Because you escape
I can't live without you
Under the spiral
Deepth of the primordial
Tell me what you will be without me
Daughter of the lonely
Where you will be
How you will be
Every being of your loved ones
They will deceive once more
Hope is born by wanting
From that which cannot be see
Unconscious fruits that you see
You will not have, they are mine in your skin
The architects of hysteria
Secrets are your kisses
Your tongue remeasured
The original death
In your gaze
Ghosts that exist
Dissolving enigma
You see the mirror
We close the curtains
Street of tears
Open the shore
I went crazy
With the moment
Golden prison
A madhouse
I went crazy
With the moment
Golden prison< br/>A madhouse

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