You´re borned with such perfection
the world is really pink,
but when you grow you realize,
youre wolrd´s been stained with ink.

The day is not that bright,
the night aint so romantic,
you life by other´s rules
and nothing is fantastic.

We all live by the book,
which brings us into something
the scold on judgement day
will be based on our sins.

But men can´t go to hell
cause in hell they are living,
men can´t go to heven
cause can´t even imagine it.
A sin withouth a judging,
a god withought a power,
if our place is the abism,
then why believeat all?

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