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don't tell this is cruel think about another world of stones in red a sky - and it's dead across the face coming from the human race across the face there is nothing you can take don't tell this is cruel think about another world of stones in red a sky - and it's dead paranoid illusions your eyes inside hold not and take not what you've forgotten to realize the shine of your life will lay long deprived no its not naive sorry but its alright paranoid illusions