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You´re close to me, close as the end
I love the past, I must not forget it
I do remember «Dialogue», «Sunrise»
And searching for Liebenfels
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You´re far from me, (why are you) so far from me
I call up the past and I regret it
Outside I stand looking in
And revel in the chill of nihil
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Not dead in beds of white
Not dead a body wired
Not dead
He is not dead
He is not dead in beds of white
He is not dead a body wired
He did not die he did not die
He did not die
May the past arise
And change the future
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