Wellcome to the world of hate and malice
. . . to the underworld
I feel the strange eyes in my mind
I feel the strange hands in my soul
. . . to the underworld
I feel the strange eyes in my mind
I feel the strange hands in my soul
My soul is burning in sorrow flames
And my sun goes down
Past - confusion - last - existence
In the dust - lost - i'm lost
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