Can't surrender my Life is a Time bomb
from à space to another and all I fill
in a day echoes like a never ending
delay.
I get deeper then I gone alone,
I'm expected in a corner or a
no man's land to pay.
In between the livings and the deads,
I hunger for what's ahead.
I don't fit in their cast,
I'm in need of Infernal Contact
Bis
I get deeper then I'm gone alone,
I'm expected in a corner
or a no man's land to pay
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