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Chorus: Nothing to follow Nothing to believe Nowhere to go Nowhere we lived We gonna to use ourselves In the light of darkness we fly We wanna to broke fetters We hope we"ll never die But after one more funeral Again we had disillused Black roses look diabolical It"s remember us what we losed Chorus: The last rites for our dreams No one wants to see the death We used to swim in our hopes No one think we so quickly dead. Chorus:
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