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I see so many familiar faces
But not a single pair of good eyes
At the turn of the unfortunate borders
Time now stand
 
They hide fingers in the snow
But do not know how to hide the wounds
Do not lift heavy eyelids
When the fog bound lashes
 
Red drops
 
And barefoot on broken glass
Biting his elbows, fiercely than wolf
Dancing fear, he thrice cursed
In his hands is white silk
 
In the maze of the burning scarecrows
Already there is a blind squad
He will rescue dumb heap
He will not see the hot stench
 
Red drops
 
Blood - Blood plays
 
A culmination of all ills
Perhaps the stone will
But the detective apparently lose track
The houses broken shutters
 
And fantastic monsters
Already all head nibbled
They will not hide your teeth
When their hands will stick spray
 
Red drops