The flowers have lost their meaning
And sun has lost his shine
A devil rises to the power
Turns into something divine
Thought they crumble
Upon the mountains of pain
Sadness piles upon
The madness
Fear
Turn into something
Irreplaceable
Pounding heart
Like a hailstorm
Coldness runs
As the vision get clearer
Tears fall as the memories
Get dearer
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