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I can't sleep 'cause I can't dream and I hate the empty, black hole, that is eating up all steps, I took some lifes before...
I can't live 'cause I can't breathe and I hate the gnawing silence, that's rumouring in my head, seducing all my gods...

Hammerbeats on aching foreheads...
Pins under doubting fingernails...
Snares around moaning necks now and nails in hoping hearts...
So let me dance on the thin, red line and take care that I don't fall...
Because everytime that I will bounce a heart of glass will burst...

Glassy Hearts ...

I can't love 'cause I can't feel and I hate the rhythm's hesitation and everytime I was sure I did, nothing happened then...

Glassy Hearts

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