Memento

Memento - A lyrics

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Never will you find the reasons 

Sand is just a broken stone 

Love it changes with the seasons 

In the dark I read the lines upon your hand 

Junkies, intellects and preachers 

All addicted to your clans 

Caged by ribs sits the believer 

With less friends than fingers on one hand 

When silence speaks free 

When no one's home 

When cold and lucid 

When bruised and torn 

Look into your abyss 

Nothing tastes like this 

Look into.... 

Is what you see here what you wanted? 

No soft lens, no violins 

like the gray eyes of a dead man 

The mirror always stares 

I've got a little riddle in my head 

What's the little riddle in your head? 

Look into your abyss
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Language: English

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