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I know the hatred and contempt make the world turn
Now I would not inhabit and thus not able to help me make my potpourri For you, for ...
That death is the essence of fear
I refuse to believe it because I have only afraid of not finishing this musical arrangement For you, for
On the treadmill I pray I get to whistle wishes and strength to the final judgment
One minute I'll be able to harmonize this ballad and already I can finally go in peace
I feel inspired every heart brings Your rhythm playing
Every time I worry about most is that this happiness will soon end ...
On the treadmill I pray I get to whistle wishes and strength to the final judgment
One minute I'll be able to harmonize this ballad and already I can finally go in peace
Your heartbeat will then lose the rhythm, sound a fatal disaster
The trumpets sounded soon will signal the beginning of the end
It will signal the beginning of the end