The revelation of this existence of ours, the desire of truth.
To know what we are and what will be, who knows if the sphere the future foresees.
Revelation of my rebellious blood and what you believe.
I think that you are mistaking road you don't fly certain in progression.
I feel cold inside something glacial.
Anybody that heats me the heart, only you knew him/it to do.
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