After a human die
My act must began
With my open veins
They start to laugh and cry
Because their heart can't beat
They live through my life
Those perfect angels
The damned sound they make
And in their circusI have to live and die
Because their heart can' t beat
They live through my life
Feel the painlaugh till cry
Feel the life out of the skies
Those beautiful angels
Wants feel through me
A few hot from hell
Without live their skies...
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