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The darkness became brightness
Black became colourfull
Croomy clouds became angels

The train is no longer upon us
We are free for greativity

Let out the stress
It will make your paradise a mess

This is ours!

Our paradise
With great love among us

This is the day, you may pray
And it’s good when you say

That your life is great and truly blessed

Fuck all that!

It’s not what it seems
There is no eternal brightness
Decived by words

And it truly hurts

That the spirit has flown away
Out of saddle
Not on track

Please

Give the man his life back

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