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There is no another way to think
the ashes of your face fall.
you think that everything goes well
and the society molds you
the ashes must fall
When the ashes become blood
Your hope dies
time and time again
Your personality becomes a cruel unrealityTomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.com
Your you feel like a swan carved in pure gold
and simply you are a remainder of your cruel life
The ashes become blood time and time again?