
Music: Black:List
Original:
Useless pain thrusts a brest.
Don’t forget it.
Then engrave it.
The shout of pain.
You will know it.
A lie in the bottom of the skin.
You will know it.
Regret false criticism.
I will know it.
Believe which?
Sorrow with no end.
accept all
Under the sun.
Do you reach if you cry where?
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