You miss of the horizon
Nearby, so ugly
Deep blue sky with you all my dreams
You miss pink dust dreams
You're so far from the truth
For some reason I always with dreams of death,
Flowers of hell
I always shoot my dreams with
For some reason I've got battles
WRİTTTEN: VOSSB
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