We all a slaves
Slaves of our dream
And day to which we hoped
Burns, burning everything
I every day awake
To again fail asleep
My dream much more a real
Than in ones waking time
In real live
I as if garbage
I do not want
To see that will
We all a slaves
Slaves of our dream
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