Down with the grimmed face, up with the smile,
You\'re gonna enter the gate of betrail.
Down with the dull life , it\'s a timeless goal,
Get up, make some money and hope that was all.
Down
The albatross is flying south
Toward the place where nothing hurts,
He cuts the sky, he steals the wind
He sees the sun, goes blind and bleeds.
Under the moon the wolf is shouting.
He
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