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Lyrics: Aeon. Ephemeral. Hallway To The Unknown.


is there a place?
where we can find ourselves
in the way
that we want to be
a place of happyness
extasy and pleasure
or it's (only) our fate to die in hate

I saw last night
a shining blast in front of my eyes
but (who knows why) I didn't wanted to discover
what is hiding on the other side
(fuck, maybe it was even worse there)