SL(OVE)AVE

Will coming a night and is like a hopelessness.
Is criminal, dismal, plays with paints.
...i will get up and fight ...so that he could live a life

Ill grab the Love, catch the might of the night.
We will fight with hopelessness in threat.
I will be with muse, what in the think i have.

Comes in the night, slaves to fate and progress.
They want a key, have a lust.
...desires in a flames of oblivion.
We dont know, where will this lead,
only ...we desires an unknow.

Are maturing a mornings, awakening of two worlds
Ascertainment of separation, repeated of sighs.
Again emotion in tears and embrace in victim.
It so long, despair in pleas.

It so endlessly, catch a reason...

Comes in the night, slaves to fate and progress.
They want a key, have a lust.
...desires in a flames of oblivion.
We dont know, where will this lead,
only ...we desires an unknow.

I Want be only the airs...
only... ...slave without slaver
...without
Incoming night, slaves to fate of progress.
They want a key, have a lust.
...desires in a flames of oblivion.
We dont know, where will this lead,
only ...we desires an unknow.

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