Feeling thousands
Breeds of seasons
Looking fowards
Coming winter
Going this far
Meaninglessness
Losing diamonds
Of entire life
Leaving the caves of
Salvation for others
No rest for escaping
Intellegance saves me no more
Go to the north, there can be
Others, who need to resurrect
For younger ones,
Enjoing pulling tremendous mass
Beleive in their will
Be free to hide somewhere else
Best place, that you can rich now
Is under their roots
Oh,Yor s[i]ght]
Try harder ]x2
Need apply ]
Me neither ]x2
Leaving the caves of
Salvation for others
No rest for escaping
Intellegance saves me no more
Under their roots ]x2
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