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The Cell #4 - Scorching Heat [2010]
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Forgotten

Spacious room with white walls,
Where I can be simple myself.
Without desires and sensation of time,
I have destroyed all those who was when with me...
Biorhythm of disintegration of fragile reason,
Will leave traces at the my blind eyes
Fire of madness, I burn , this is end
Your shape will kindle like snow in my hand

The weaved cocoon is suspended by hooks,
To unattainable borders of illusions,
I have forgotten about you and i am not dreaming,
I am so perfect and to all am indifferent

I pray to forgotten what so long way behing,
I forgot all my dreams, i'm feeling so tied
I kneel and shout and i can free my mind.


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