As we plunged into the inferno of life,

this is the real hell and paradise is only an utopia.


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A debt of honour on the verge of madness, in my heart of hearts.


Hurt and weaken from the swirl of barbarity poor child of sin,

devilish angels, a scornful look, haunted by the past.


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[1st LEAD - Marios]

[2nd LEAD - Gus]


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