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The only thing that you can see
under the sky is the decease
see the flames, see the pain
humanity's disease
He took back His grace
a living hell on earth
virginity with bloody dress
a dead world, vanity's...
hearth
I miss the old times
when everything was pure
when there wasn't crimes
and all disease had cure
.. miss the old times
when everything was true
when there wasn't lies
dependent on construe
Everywhere around bodies
fields of war and sins
fallen angel's paradise
crucifying dreams
Last breaths of this innocence
last look at His will
our soul's effluence
to Elysian fields
I miss the old times
when everything was pure
when there wasn't crimes
and all disease had cure
I miss the old times
when everything was true
when there wasn't lies
dependent on construe
Our world became debris
and God are a hubris
for those one, who hide our sun
and want us on our knees
But we can hit their tree of life
until they drop it leaves
we can bring back eternal light
our plans must be achieve
.. achieve
.. achieve
.. achieve
our plans must be achieve
.. achieve
.. achieve
.. achieve
our plans must be achieve
I miss the old times..