See the people passing by, they should not come back.
See the mind flow, never find it's home.
Feel the sea calling you back, back to the begining
On the cristal shore feel the ending of the dream
See the people passing by, never finding peace.
Fell a void, fell the silence from within...
...for when there's nothing to say, nothing to feel, the void of silence marks the emancipation of a dead soul...
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