Endzweck - Trace of A Dry Tear | Текст песни

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The shape of happiness
The room, sealed off
Poverty and starvation
Trace of a dry tear

Discipline is nothing but a wish
Absurdity of fairness
I feel nothing but sorrow


Everything seems as swinging pendulum width
The curtain that hides our growing hatred veils

The way to look ahead
A one eyed magi
I wonder what appears in his sight.

The new idea turns into a claw, and it scratches into my body
New born hatred and cruelty pierce me with a fragment of tea

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