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[pale stanza : Gunnar Mothes / bullet art : The Gallery]
To view moments so continually
Is not to view them while the time is running
It's enough when you realized them (for)
Only one time as the everlasting
When I watch it die by now no longer I endure to be
By those moments so continually
It's so hard to accept the truth,to make unselfish love renounce
By this knowledge about the everlasting
When you have to bear the ruin of all you could have lived for
I've seen the point which stiffens space,time and fate
Such embodied sense will not fade
I've seen the point when all accounts are payed
Such embodied sense will not fade
Preservation - so emphatically
I entreat for what here should not be
May face blossom at another state
For such unique energy can't fade
I've seen the point which stiffens space,time and fate
Such embodied sense will not fade
I've seen the point when all accounts are payed
Such embodied sense will not fade
I've seen the point which knows no future nor past
Just can't lay down my love to rest
I've seen the point which justifies birth and death
Just can't lay down my love to rest
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