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| Laughs While Cries Flames burn deep into the eyes Of the child who luaghs while cries. The fire burns against the ice Melting hearts in sacrifice. The cruel wind blows with frost-tipped wings, Smiling at you sufferings. No love is lost in the hands Of time at our fate's commands. Destined calls of bitter sound Of live that's yet to be found Where flames burn deep into the eyes Of the child who laughs while cries. Behind the Laughter With youthful smiles full of love Angels play in clouds above Games of young and triumphs bold. Devils play the games of old. War and destruction quickly grow Of Hell in Earth, dark below. In the shadows, the child inside, Behind the laughter, she hides. Shows how the spirit can fly While the heart hangs low and cries. |
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