There are no limit
Attempt to build, force the distant
Back in the day
A monotony you hold
Where is the balance?
I'm here seeking thoughtfulness
Reckoning what's left to take
Waiting the impact
I can't see the sunshine
What must you take? Is it worth the world?
As if the breaking glass, would you explain it?
Continue to drown yourselves in your own shame
We're all meant to misguided
Stapled eyes, gold all the way
The storm extend in your interest
You are the perfect disorder
All I can say
Hail to the nobles
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