Lllll Along this empty edge the shadows disappear Mechanical vibration set inside the space Moreover Glass hands can break due to the pressure Another burning babe to take us back again With more anticipation the tension grows to seek A sensation of spirit,a car parked in a dam Together with the water pushing back and forth Face the corrosion slipping through our hands Leave the generation Consider blanc et noir A thousand smiling faces Plugged throughout the night Shining apparitions stand before us all Neither a single breath or a thought for pleasure Bone is obsolete
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