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Tell me where you are going poor devil
Tell me if they have disinherited you
Well yes little bastards
I am a horse without a stable
Hey, they kicked me out of hell
They say that I am missing a sin
I wanted to stay inside, I promised to be quiet
But neither with my silence, nor with me being very devil
Demons are my fears, devil is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fear scares
That the devil is oblivion
Because oblivion is breaking the veins
Lose the spring, search for the lost
Getting furniture out of your head
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
I keep my soul awake
Taking away my sorrows dreaming of you
Burning more wood, adding more fabric
Testing the taste of your glass of wine
Demon, go to hell, come where I have you next to you
That hell is an oasis, in a desert of tears
That hell only burns you,
When fire has never burned you
And having burned you think, you no longer need cloaks
That I only have my bonfire
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
I'm waiting
Demons are my fears, devil is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fear scares
That the devil is oblivion
Because oblivion is breaking the veins
Losing spring to search for what was lost
Taking furniture off the cotter
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
I keep my soul awake
Taking away my sorrows dreaming of you
Burning more wood, adding more fabric
Testing the taste of your glass of wine
Because oblivion is breaking the veins
Lose spring
Search for the lost
Removing the furniture from the quixotera
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
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