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il padrone dei destini umani sono io
quando il vento funziona contro di noi nell'oscurità
senza sosta
desolato e solo
non giri la vostra testa
in vostri bracci era il piacere tranquillo
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
faccia i ragazzi e le ragazze ancora vanno
ancora il suo gray oscilla la torretta sopra il mare
ho entrato nel deserto perché la mia anima è athirst
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti

 



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