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The rage is just closer than heaven that falls will we remember the thousands of moments and calls? Captured and safed and it will ever hurt tortured and all hazy words that will now disappear. Rivers and trees and a personal shrine never will emptiness rule, but the silence is mine. Hope never sleeps til our hearts will implode world will not mourn about us and about anyone else. THESE PARTS MAY FAIL THIS FORCE IS HEADING TO GREY THESE PARTS MAY FADE THIS LOVE IS HEADING TO END Why we're hunted by intensity? To remain strictly on our gods way and it hurts everyday. Soul demands constancy give up the claims. There is impossible something for breaking the chains. Never we'll speak and we never will start let us curse heaven and all of it's arts Letras de cancioneswe will play. THESE PARTS MAY FAIL THIS FORCE IS HEADING TO GREY THESE PARTS MAY FADE THIS LOVE IS HEADING TO END The gamblers without aim the players in round were functioning only. So let us fall down so let us fall down to our grave. THESE PARTS MAY FAIL THIS FORCE IS HEADING TO GREY THESE PARTS MAY FADE THIS LOVE IS HEADING TO END (Thanks to Mel for these lyrics) From Letras Mania