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Crossing the woods
With your coldness
My mind was full
Of emptiness
What the dreams are made?
The life is an illusion?
What is the mission of existence?
Only questions...
In my mind I have
My own hell
In my dreams I have
My disaster
Only questions in my mind.
Only questions in my head
Crossing the woods
With your coldness
My mind was full
Of emptiness
But now the world is falling on my head
And I need to answer these questions
All about what the dreams
Are made.
The seed of answer
Starts to come
And if you need to know
Just see the truth
With our eyes
Come to our side
Crossing the woods
With your coldness
My mind was full
Of emptiness
But now the world is falling on my head
And I need to answer these questions
All about what the dreams are made.
