Moshpit - Absent Minded | Текст песни

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Free from mind, free from sense, free from chains of yourself.

Now the death is your best friend, primary the hurt, that physical goes away. That physical goes away!

Your feelings are dead.

Reality disappears from your head. What the formerly preserved. The thoughts swim. In the end of those that you chosen. The aim in your eyes. In the neck the executive. Factors which rule your actions.

Your feelings are dead. Your heart is cold. Loose all your doubt and you will be free.

To solve now from these thoughts. From the father of your fear. The slow annihilation of your mind gives you the power to reach your aim. To liberate you from all the pain.

My heart is cold.

The pure force is important for you. Against everything what hurts. To maltreatment the reason that you prevents. To kill your miseries. To kill your miseries!

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