you're appointed to phrase the truth they plunshed into darkness
I search for more I want to flee break through
Sinnbild der Reinheit weiblich Geschlecht verkorperte Unschuld zarte Blute fruch
starring in my own existence denying what it's like segments
Lost down, out of control I patch myself up for
stubborn time is what we don't need they advised us
leave me in the lurch it is just indifferent be
give me some respect give me my innocence back I
es ist so kalt unfruchtbar dunkel hier existiert nichts das
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