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Journey for a dream life

Singing the fall of a worthless prize
Crashing the walls of the castle of lies
Flying away to the abandoned land
Of freedom of soul and clearness of mind
Where music is to drink
And the only food is chants
The currency used is the idea of man
The rate of the idea is the infinite price

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