Inspiration of a mind insane, in a spirit echoing verses
make subject naked man, free spirit.
use what remains for us to create an idyll
infamy freedom
under subdued by an innate malice.
as fire, wind, love, burn
blown die
shining a bright light.
The road burns in early morning sun while the dreamers
open their eyes to search for a new world.
The new world, like a fairy tale
lives and grows in our dreams. Give us back the word
fragments of letters that make us feel superior.
Soul oblivion of the things that shine,
small hearth
innocent sweet reminiscence of a love lost. We are looking for something real
try something immoral
seek freedom inherent in our fears.
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