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There is a parallel world
without traps
is as a lower paradise
with us
feel left overnight now
it feels the drops of blood
sit when lowered casualties
when low
-maybe this time the stars go down
Choir:
maybe this parallel world, the world (you can change you have to feel it because (dropping x 2) x 2)
in a fourth empty floor with white walls
with an opening and closing of eyes everything will comedo,
everything you dreamed
one day appear around yours
all gold
and the output you expect
with yearnings
approach it you open and there is a world parallel,
feel the shadows of the night,
feel the drops of blood
covering covering me
(choir)(x2)
as I escape to waiting for a miracle (....... help me)
now?
Faling down
chorus (2 x) now!
