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Nevermore - 42147 - Текст песни

I am throes of my denial,logic in me crumbles,i take this fateful ride

Through my mind

Daydream fluid thoughts washing shores of warm confusion

I'm one with this beautiful disorder

Another world, wasthis the transition?

Slowly I returned to the familiar,spiralling in costant flux

What have I created?

The experiment is over   
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