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Grimoire Blanc Lyrics
[Instrumental]
What will become of me
We are not really alive, we are just being forced to live
We are not really alive, we are just being forced to live
I can’t hold my laugh. So from now on a new farce begins. Now that we are given new faces, what roles are we to perform?
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