Caecus non judicat de colore...


So will you please show me your real face
Draw the line in the horizon
'Cos I only need you name

To call the reasons why I fought

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We can see where it leads
It's like you can't
Can't kill the monster that feeds on you
And no matter what you do
It seems to get you every time

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'Couse you're fearless in your love
Devoted to compassion
The highest state of art


(c) Poets of the fall