I am touched by that, Who made me run Away from his own soul ... In this world, with its many illusions We run around like mice through a maze And now I realize that What is left behind, Completely filled me Doubt, deception and delusion In search of purpose all the years of earthly life I'm looking everywhere, Under the skin That bares both pleasure and pain. In a world full of constant confusion To fashion, I do not intend to be. In the afterlife Will there be a light in the darkness? Will the cold heat? Would not it be a day - night? In the afterlife? Acquire a blind gift of vision? In the afterlife. Behind closed eyes Lies some consolation. Knowing that the truth does not say never, Through this world with his hidden conclusions We'll run like mice through a maze In the afterlife Will there be a light in the darkness? Will the cold heat? Would not it be a day - night? In the afterlife? Acquire a blind gift of vision? In the afterlife. In the afterlife Will there be a light in the darkness? Will the cold heat? Would not it be a day - night? In the afterlife? Acquire a blind gift of vision? In the afterlife.
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