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Black Eleven
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Smile !
Your smile is pure,
Is full of light
is empty of the tiredness
that consumes us all
in hipocrizy:
Burning flag
of the lost patiance:
Here we are
pretending to smile
Pretending to cry
pretending to laugh-
Oh,we are nightmares
streaming for the life,
We are the once pure
seeking now the shadows.
We try so hard to be-
in lies we are the answers.
We love,we hate
we only pretend-
We are the words
with no fucking meaning,
Lost on the highway
of life-
We are the dead
so dead my darling...
The worst of it all
are our souls on the highlands
of hell
Rising uper and uper
untill they hit earth
and become humans,
(With bodies and all)
Here we are dead
in our shalow heaven,
And here we are alive
in the scrumbelled
letter of eleven.
That goddamn eleven!
But please,oh please
don\'t let it be seven!!!
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