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SuidAkrA - A vision's demise
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Drown the last discord
To afford a sense of satisfaction
Dissecting the past
To avoid yourself
For a next injection
Of a faked life
My vision's demise
Confusing images
Of lust and frustration
A collapse of taste
And imagination
Where's the matter
Of being enslaved
Life was his prison
The moments his grave
My mind is caught but gone astray
In a white noise melody
Dazed by the reflecting stars
But chased by the changes which never come
Cry for the moon
Shed a tear
For what you've become
Lament and croon
Of all your fears
For all changes undone
Hollow words
Of a broken mind
Curse your mind
For a mental burn out
For me I am
The cause and witness
With reflecting eyes
A harlequin of sadness
Drown the last discord
To afford a sense of satisfaction
Dissecting the past
To avoid yourself
For a next injection
Of a faked life
For a last injection
Of my faked life
To afford a sense of satisfaction
Dissecting the past
To avoid yourself
For a next injection
Of a faked life
My vision's demise
Confusing images
Of lust and frustration
A collapse of taste
And imagination
Where's the matter
Of being enslaved
Life was his prison
The moments his grave
My mind is caught but gone astray
In a white noise melody
Dazed by the reflecting stars
But chased by the changes which never come
Cry for the moon
Shed a tear
For what you've become
Lament and croon
Of all your fears
For all changes undone
Hollow words
Of a broken mind
Curse your mind
For a mental burn out
For me I am
The cause and witness
With reflecting eyes
A harlequin of sadness
Drown the last discord
To afford a sense of satisfaction
Dissecting the past
To avoid yourself
For a next injection
Of a faked life
For a last injection
Of my faked life
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