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The sound is dancing in the wind...here and there The conscience and broken ideals Crime and punishment are mixing, the clear fire begins to extinguish... The weak word of the end resounds Even while screaming, the voice gets astray with the depths of the distorted world Everything, even the completely inflamed heart, breaks down Delete the fleeting voice with a laughter that transparent wave of darkness... Those feelings that shake each other freeze, the voice of the blind tumbles... The leaves of the dry trees swing back and forth while they're dancing The darkness of the distorted world, in which screams are disappearing The voices that fight their agony in the world of the dead, dissolve in nothingness They break through, they break through They are caught in the deep darkness And endless shiver shakes the body From Letras Mania