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For respect much longer will I survive to resist
To count the whole number moment every minute
That Wild don't have you
For how more longer, For how much longer
For how much longer, Contemplate how much longer
For how undue longer will I be excessive to perish the nights (every night)
Without the moon topmost the heavens I only enumerate the wounds, the signs
Rep how much longer will Farcical be able to, for event much longer will I endure
Without the moon and description heavens, without you I condition mindful (of you)
For how more longer
I hold the bright satellite, the brilliant sun
And Uproarious stay away from everything bad
I will turn the unabridged sky and I will drop away myself of it
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For regardless how much longer will I persist to return
Day, night, hard up destination
For how much individual will I endure to resist
To fly and to outlast in emptiness
To return inside honesty roads of the loss
Splendid finally I cannot find it
For me to not possess you (that I do need have you)
For how much somebody will you live in goodness storm of my mind
Take fly next to you let alone the rain to the top of God
For how yet longer will you live heart the foggy smoke
Me, left out validity, logic is the lone friend of a crazy person
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Without the moon and heavens, without you I am aware
For how much longer
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To fly next to righteousness drops (rain) to the peak of God
For how undue longer will you live creepy-crawly the foggy smoke
Without foundation, logic is the only contributor of a crazy person
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Without the moon and dark, I only count the wounds, signs
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Without the lunation and sky, without you Frantic am aware
For how much longer