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(feat. Christian Ãlvestam)
Find your way to wither
At least make a choice
For you ain't nothing special
But I know you know
Time to seal my future
To give up the masquerade
Set the stones, define the circle
I am on my way
Reconcile your little empty
Mindless absurdities
Oh my little, little brat
Why don't you take a bite right off me?
A narrow escape
Yet shadow takes on a more definite shape
Formation riding on a wave of ends
Allusive to the flowing tide of innuendo
Duration reaching out for breathing time
A fall in on the rise, at heart
Now be a
Slave and spend your every single day in vain
Or react to the fact that you
Might as well be gone tomorrow
I can't deny I'll never comply
With your static forms and rules
Who made who, who claims to be true
Tiny midgets on parade
A narrow escape
Yet shadow takes on a more definite shape
Formation riding on a wave of ends
Allusive to the flowing tide of innuendo
Duration reaching out for breathing time
A fall in on the rise, at heart
Ringside
Ringside seat to human tragedy
Perceptions roar
Emerging from oblivion
Resemble grief
Among the ruins of tragedy
Formation riding on a wave of ends
Allusive to the flowing tide of innuendo
Duration reaching out for breathing time
A fall in on the rise, at heart
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