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I hear the sound of your last breath.
The air is blowing in my wounds
To cool my blood and become me closer to death.

I see her evil eyes on the face.
They are squeezing me too tight
So I my dreams embrace...

Death comes and covers me.
And nothing I can change
The time is lost to be.

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The tragedy of love only for the heart that once had hurt
And no one can't understand him,
His feelings never they had heard.

He's, escaping from himself, covering by ice,
Becoming colder continuing go away
From the place where the sun never rise.

But once the ice melts and dreams escape at night.
They will show to everyone his world
That full of darkness and light...