I can paint the sky, I can reach for the stars, I can feel them under my fingers. My feet dont touch the ground. I am flying, Living in my dream. It was meant to be. It was meant to me. I wont go alone. The road to my fortune is now open to me. If you wish to come to cancel all the pain, If you believe in it as much as I do, Then the road will be marvelous. Let the weak burn down. Let them rot on the ground. Because we mean nothing to them. With this soul of gold, I can finish our goals. Feel the light of the sun on our skin. The energy of the gods. Ourselves within, Was the key to success from the start. I pray for nothing. I live for these dreams. A collection of stars in our heads. Ideas forged from thought alone. Bleed. Make some fucking noise.
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