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I throw away an orange
Towards the dead star
When the angel wakes
In my poor body
I tear out the stones
On the thick wall
From the earthen tomb
Where you threw me
And I climb with great difficulty
By the paths
What do queens take
The assassins
In this universe of ashes
Where love doesn't exist
Sometimes I pray to my angel
And don't forget me
Every day the nostalgia
We are eating away
Without love we drift
Deprived of any return
I fear the breath so much
Time on me
I knew his mouth
In the afterlife
Make my soul a branch
Of my body an embankment
But God appeases the angel
The fallen angel
God appeases the angel
The fallen angel
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