In a cricle of stars
In the afterglow of the last warre
Do you hear the voice
Nothing but demonashes remained
You lost everything you believed
But me the reconstructionist...the voice
All paranoia of rotting drugs
What could be Satan himself
One star left in the rolling ocean
You scream in birth all of you
A river left a river of blood
Of life...anew
All paranoia of rotting drugs
What could be Satan himself
I feel the light breeze
The sun takes control
And nothing here remains
But you...but me
I remember the future
A new beginning of time


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