Someone needs this feeling
For eternal happiness
Storming in veins
It's reason to injure
Circle into we've walking
And never returning
To ignore any suggestion
Circle into we've walking
And never returning
To ignore any compassion
Conspiracy against me
Spiritual destruction
Desolated
There is reason to disbelief
Touch my soul , touch inside
Impurity kills me
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