When they cry
What you'll finde is the pris of your kindness
What will foll is the labyrint into sadness
What will being to burn is your feeings of hatred
When they cry I opening a new door
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What you'll finde is the pris of your kindness
What will foll is the labyrint into sadness
What will being to burn is your feeings of hatred
When they cry I opening a new door
