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The years deteriorate more and more
Darkness falls, and their shadows are cryptic
The years deteriorate more and more
Darkness falls, and their shadows are cryptic
The rain has turned to black snow
Our faults are filled with the wrong qualities
The rain has turned to black snow
Our faults are filled with the wrong qualities
Attributed to people
Crowds turn their noses up at unfinished work
Attributed to people
Crowds turn their noses up at unfinished work
Two suns are reflected in one window now
No one asks why
Two suns are reflected in one window now
No one asks why
Language is sharp, and just as cruel
Even I am a stranger to this world