It rains over the city
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The lights turn on again
Your portrait appears again
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The night's about to begin
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With the razor ready to sharpen
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In the land of the full moon
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I know that I have my hands tied
And the blade of this ending
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It cuts my soul into a thousand pieces
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And drop by drop from a thousand pieces
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Your clothes still hang on the wall
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I walk the edge of this abyss at the same time
I'm a pawn in your chess game
Your almost immortal trace
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With the razor ready to sharpen
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In the land of the full moon
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I know that I have my hands tied
And the blade of this ending
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It cuts my soul into a thousand pieces
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And drop by drop from a thousand pieces
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And drop by drop from a thousand pieces