It's all the same down here
In the house of life
Spiritual sickness
Behind your cryptic lines
Imagine all of what this used to hold
A cloak of beauty is thrown
In the house of life
Spiritual sickness
Behind your cryptic lines
Imagine all of what this used to hold
A cloak of beauty is thrown
No purity can be deceived
A change of face
A change of heart and soul...
Heart and soul...
You can learn to control
This fear of yours
Walk the fine line
Between all closing doors
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