The shadows on the wall
visibly turned blue
and the youth like dull gold
turns out to be so true
Among the ambient rage
you can't grasp your own language
while the cries from the wall
is resounding into you
Beyond the stone
seeing through blindfolds
beyond the zones
beyond the stone
The shadows on the wall
overlaid in blue
and the youth that grew old
turned out to be so true
Among the breathless rage
you forgot your own language
while the cries from the wall
pervaded into you
Beyond the stone
seeing through blindfolds
beyond the zones
beyond the stone

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