Supernatural
The dream of granted immortality, Nothing could create an afterlife! A way of living on depravity, Change the world and lead a daily life. Created by eternal disbelief. His soul and dreams become a gothic fiction, The dream of life and death without belief, The root of evil like a black magician. Dream about the life of new temptation. A world for granted immortality, Need a scientific explanation, Sing the song of old depravity. The children gathered on their own subconscious, To see a world of pain and disbelief, Betrayed and haunted by the doubting Thomas, The gates of heaven had a great belief. Simply offer me a voice unseen. I sing the songs of peace and fascination, An angel on the wings of Peter bien, Dream a scientific explanation. Depending on a true hallucination! To change the life of human consciousness, Wander through a world of inspiration, Feel protected by the doubting Thomas. Any sort of superhero fiction. A dream or haunted by the words unseen, Without a feeling like an old magician, Looking through the eyes of Peter bien. A hundred thousand years of fortune telling. About the dreams that never could awaken, Travel through a state of mind possessing, Face the world without an explanation. On my mind becomes a waking life, Surrounded by the light of horror fiction. A vision from an evil afterlife, Looking through the eyes of superstition. Salvation from an ancient revelation. Peace of mind and looking like a fairy, The world is haunted by a strange temptation, Without the fear of being ordinary.
Supernatural
The dream of granted immortality, Nothing could create an afterlife! A way of living on depravity, Change the world and lead a daily life. Created by eternal disbelief. His soul and dreams become a gothic fiction, The dream of life and death without belief, The root of evil like a black magician. Dream about the life of new temptation. A world for granted immortality, Need a scientific explanation, Sing the song of old depravity. The children gathered on their own subconscious, To see a world of pain and disbelief, Betrayed and haunted by the doubting Thomas, The gates of heaven had a great belief. Simply offer me a voice unseen. I sing the songs of peace and fascination, An angel on the wings of Peter bien, Dream a scientific explanation. Depending on a true hallucination! To change the life of human consciousness, Wander through a world of inspiration, Feel protected by the doubting Thomas. Any sort of superhero fiction. A dream or haunted by the words unseen, Without a feeling like an old magician, Looking through the eyes of Peter bien. A hundred thousand years of fortune telling. About the dreams that never could awaken, Travel through a state of mind possessing, Face the world without an explanation. On my mind becomes a waking life, Surrounded by the light of horror fiction. A vision from an evil afterlife, Looking through the eyes of superstition. Salvation from an ancient revelation. Peace of mind and looking like a fairy, The world is haunted by a strange temptation, Without the fear of being ordinary.
Supernatural
The dream of granted immortality, Nothing could create an afterlife! A way of living on depravity, Change the world and lead a daily life. Created by eternal disbelief. His soul and dreams become a gothic fiction, The dream of life and death without belief, The root of evil like a black magician. Dream about the life of new temptation. A world for granted immortality, Need a scientific explanation, Sing the song of old depravity. The children gathered on their own subconscious, To see a world of pain and disbelief, Betrayed and haunted by the doubting Thomas, The gates of heaven had a great belief. Simply offer me a voice unseen. I sing the songs of peace and fascination, An angel on the wings of Peter bien, Dream a scientific explanation. Depending on a true hallucination! To change the life of human consciousness, Wander through a world of inspiration, Feel protected by the doubting Thomas. Any sort of superhero fiction. A dream or haunted by the words unseen, Without a feeling like an old magician, Looking through the eyes of Peter bien. A hundred thousand years of fortune telling. About the dreams that never could awaken, Travel through a state of mind possessing, Face the world without an explanation. On my mind becomes a waking life, Surrounded by the light of horror fiction. A vision from an evil afterlife, Looking through the eyes of superstition. Salvation from an ancient revelation. Peace of mind and looking like a fairy, The world is haunted by a strange temptation, Without the fear of being ordinary.
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