When did you stop looking ? When did you stop screaming ? When did you stop fighting ? When did you stop living ? When did you stop laughing ? When did you stop breathing ? The last wish of a man sentenced to die The vast huge distances within the crowd The disappearance of the last fireflies The neverending shadows of the night You let them inspire you Seeked them and pulled them to pieces By whom have your clean eyes been compromised ? You used to draw on sheets others declined Now you carry on with no frills on your view Now you carry on in silence and no times left Your passion was your weapon And brought you there Speaking with thousand voices Keep shouting til heard
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