A black hole can be anythingIt could be yours or
So far away from meSomewhere in another world Where death
Face off I walkPath leads me to the shadowsPeople run
PanicThis feeling that corrodes Never stops, it hurtsAll this
From Monday last weekTill Saturday tonightWe live in the same
I just can`t finishWhen errors are part of the sistemCauses
Every step, every thought, every touch
In time of peace they felt the warmthDidn't know what
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