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Hypnosis Of Birds (Holocaust)

We cross the Rubicon at birth The point of no return no return - has come and gone (Goodbye) Remote and so alone so alone The fear of evermore of mortal immortality No degree of trance will regain the liberty of the void I heard you in my deep sleep There is no sleep so deep I would not hear you there And now hear the fool... She is a curious light on the horizon a focus for future dreams She will meet all of my failure with a soothing kiss... Too much, too much space for folly, for nonsense, This gigantic naivety ruled me. Chorus at dawn Find it all gone In spite of all that s said and done, the complications run It all makes simple sense in the end, We all need to hold and need to be held.