When the lust turns in dust And the hope is gone When you think that the cust will become When the lust turns in dust And the hope is gone When you think that the cust will become Again!
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Din't you sometime remembered The thing that you want to forgett And you remembered suddenly That you not forgetted yet
When live spark comes shy And the one anwser is die When the cure is so hard To find and you don't have time
When you're cured by The cure that you searching And you are the searched You remember your mission
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When you remember suddenly That your cure need more Than powder and ashes Wood, paper and blesses
And the anwser is so close Such the anwser is far cuz' you done And your last energys Holded in these ashes
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When the lust turns in dust And the hope is gone When you think that the cust will become When the lust turns in dust And the hope is gone When you think that the cust will become Again!
Almost A Dream Almost A Dream Almost A Dream Almost A Dream
