Prophetic visions on the walls are blowing,
the last exhales of life, new war is calling.
Back to the past, I'm looking beyond the visible
And living in fear.
Back to the past, the palm of my hands is corrupted by sin
I've just a dream left, an Eden and open arms.
A wicked game inside, I'm under hypnosis.
Blind my eyes, I won't give up to find
the useless things that time has buried alive.
Countdown your breathing my friend, our time is running out.
Trust in me and I'll trust in you, there's nothing more to take care about, just blood.
Back to the past, the palm of my hands..
I won't repent, I won't repent.
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