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Can you still remember those never-ending crazy days? Our fight for sanity in a world that's lost in an infinite haze It's sad to see that all we did was just for bread Soon my friends I know that you will all be dead But then it's too late, too late to change too late to change I'm sure we can arrange for you to say goodbye... He's never been through this before Where all the flights and madness switfting in the summer days So deaf struck and deceived In moonlit minors made believe It was all so dark, I wish that you could see that evil always leads his children to the seas and he makes them laugh and prepares them for the feast he'll make believe
