True killed by cruel people living with them without feel of humanism
Blind of strange natural destroying all heritages the fresh Air turn black seem
The sun hides with feared of world oh drowned in darkness blind all seem
White foam with cascade turns red color rupture and bleeding from humanism
The revenge with killers offered from mighty of own human cast
The earths feel how much worth true for dropping it never any feet
The love of true how much cruel between living world at
All though prove of reality judgments is stopping couldn't be trust
Return for world stopping all no one feel reality of at begin history
The power of offered for make for quite with real such a lovely place humanity
Killed cruel people make first begin strange really world it's so kindly
Can be living with among blooming blossom with never begin struggle
Stay in forever give reason for try to salivate unreal people
Every second remind front of you life finding who with life
Whence will clear path for sense of your love
Although someone never find out what's for living in life
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