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we take the tentstake to the house of rushammon slaying the goats down until the blood is gone sailing arch noah to the house of the men son looking from outside in the world in which we are thrown sitting with jesus in the house of rushammon a pain in the wall of your coloured sky we turned down the flesh,the cruzifix of fate to set a new flame,to start once again and it your're watching how the fans are in the sky no,there's no distance,eat me through the lie i write my name up in the sky with the fire you could be and can see everything,everything you disire and sooner or later there will be a time for you yeah,to discover a secret place in you your peace of mind will be buried like a treasure born to die and find that we all live a nex mind and if so,i find my own desert and if so,i make my move alone and if so,the world's just a room filled with mirrors if i don't find you,i find myself so here i come From Letras Mania