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If the solar eye of the firmament could pass on the cold in my heart if I could ever push the ship of wrath through the seas of my caressing soul all my despairs would become mud then turn into a silent prayer so now take a look at these changing eyes blessed by the absence of pain and take a glance into this fragile soul imprisoned in a bottomless pit If the solar eye of the firmament could open wide the seals of endless pain if a hollow mind trapped in this maze could unleash the beasts living in my soul all my despairs would become real and grab my neck with their nails so now take a look at these changing eyes blessed by the absence of pain and take a glance into this fragile soul imprisoned in a bottomless pit From Letras Mania