And the dream ends in a glimpse of an eye
Cold is the tear that leads to the awakening
Fragments of vanishing realities keep me alive
Like long-lost memories, the past they’ll revive…

And the dream ends in a glimpse of an eye
Cold is the tear that leads to the awakening
Fragments of vanishing realities keep me alive
Like long-lost memories, the past they’ll revive…

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