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It's always about seeing and never escaping
With a smile on your face
Sitting on that sofa of memories
I'll take your photo, just smile
I know you are not guilty, history left you with the worst to
Remember
You should live it. You have to suffer this
You will pass and live through an unjust judgment
You were not the demon they were looking for
I'm sorry
Forgive us
The euphoria runs with satisfaction and the desire to put a face on
Television
It's time, this was already decided before you walked through the
Door
You were chosen by the will
Of the people
Your voice is silent, no matter how much you scream, it's useless
The four horsemen of your death
Use their own skin
Their hands cover your head
Their spears hurt you
I'm sorry
Forsaken me
It would be better to pay attention, I was wrong
In your hand are the wine and the bread of your body
I no longer wonder why it happened
The black walls and the red floor are what give off the heat
A place where the soul will be a trophy over the body itself
"You didn't have to feel entrusted to God."