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The dreams are conceived as the jewels are mined
Forged from blackness and elusive to find
Moulded in the hands of pressure and heat
Immaculate creations with no trace of deceit
We idealize the diamond treasures
Without discerning the pain from pleasures
Thus our diamonds have flaws, imperfections
When thrown into streets at intersections
We must be careful not to taint the divine
When we go digging for answers in a polluted mine
We must ...

Don’t know why these tears are falling
Know that it is your name I’m calling
Do you hear me through the darkness?
I cry for you
Voices in the shadows whisper your name
They are trying to make you go insane
I see you running into the light
I cry for you
Your pain is like a thick smoke
Causing even you to choke
Death is a sweet addiction
I cry for you
I see you at the end of your rope
No more dreams, no ...