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When the feather joins the clouds
Much of what's been told if it goes
But the stones thrown by Jenny
As I wish, that needed were no longer
The eighth floor might even be plausible.
In the face of horrors and nightmares
But no one is worthy of crucifixion
Much less the victims, than invariably
They suffer from pointed fingers and villain's looks
There are things that change slowly
Others never change
Man's failure lies in belief
To think you're too perfect to miss
The houses and letters of the castle fall
The plantations dry and contaminate the soil
Evil endures and resides hidden
Living where protection was most expected
And steals the little pieces from dreams
Leaving the drawings meaningless
Distributing lying versions
♪ That suck all the taste ♪
In the end the bodies decline on the battlefield
Leaving lessons by few seized
And with guns always in hand
No pity at the eruption