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Dystopia - Akphaezya
Can't stay here You have to leave
Nothing seems clear and I feel deceived
Akphaezya and its air rotten by death
Faded the flavor of our love until its last breath
Finally our passion mourns its apocalypse
All ardor crumpled and torn
Soon eclipsed
Νίψσν ανομήματα μη μόναν όψιν
Not only the face
Wash the sins
The sin
Ignorant men don't know what good
They hold in their hands until they've flung it away
How dreadful it is when the right judge
Judges wrong All collapses in dismay
Finally our passion mourns its apocalypse
All ardor crumpled and tom
Soon eclipsed
Νίψσν ανομήματα μη μόναν όψιν
Not only the face
Wash the sins
The sin
Wisdom is the most important part of happiness