That concern was false
it was a veil
Then you needed me
it was a mirror of lies
The whole story turned out to be a hoax
unknown were all characters
My breath bought and
the graves were being built
These tears to sell and
smile is for sale
By cutting the body
soul had to be taken out
I would die in one go
but you had to bother
Become a living corpse
but they had to be erased.
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