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Ask a song of Phyl

Promised Land Singer: F.I.R. Album: Infinite.

The sky in Jerusalem in eventful autumn

Broken dreams, lost paradise

How much helplessness is there under your sacred appearance?

This is pure hatred. What are you trying to prove?

I shouldn't have any illusions about you.

Let you talk forever.

You used to be like an angel, but now you are like a devil.

What a cruel joke. I ran away. I can't calm down.

Let hatred take away wounds and pain with the wind.

Stop the tears and look for the outlet of life.

When blood is red, the sky carries love.

May angels fly out of the ruins and drown.

Give up love

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