

Behind the mask we cry
We jaunt through the soul
The power of perfection
In this shining race
My eyes they burn with a second
The truth of fresh persuasion
Twisted to fit a smile
My soul is set to fire
We draw blood and we attain
With a fast flash of silver
And a sharp knife of pain
Quelle: LRCLIB
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