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Year of struggles rushed by in a speed of snails Displaying the abyss in a propagandhi way Planting fear and questions in the even strongest hearts This unknown lurking by the curtains strangling your mind at sight STICK: It might have been fate, It might have been to punish sins Sins of pure brutality and indifference throughout the years It might have been greed, It might have been to ravage wrongs Sins of slow capacity and damnation throughout the years Time to break loose, try to find the weapons needed In desperate need Psychic cleansing, determination Empowered by the light of friendship we walk through mountains Break: Can break the Carrier Of all these sins we've gathered here Can break the Carrier Of all this pain inflikted there Lier! Its possible To get rid of this unknown "thing" of sorrow throughout the years ignoring the observing high spheres throughout the years ignoring the weakest fears |