

DownfallDownfallDownfall
The endless dream Of a bottomless fall A shallow grave Nothing at all
The sights we see The things we do Lingers in the cold
Emptiness is ill
The repitition
Of our fathers lives Grows old
Fearing estray We turn our souls To a lie Watch us die
Darkened eyes Saints of hate Sins of glory Creating a fate Destined to burn
See us fall Downfall of all Watch lies rise Forever more &n
BYE
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mana du vortes... aeria gloris
Stand alone, Where was life when it had a meaning
Stand alone, Nothing's real anymore and
Endless running
While I am alive, I can try not to fall while flying
nor to forget how to dream,to love
Endless running
SAC- theme
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