We're standing on the edge of the world,
Observing the traces of the last falling stars.
We're standing on the edge of ourselves,
Wondering who the hell we are.
We're steadily plunging into the bottomless pit;
Awaiting the moment when ground will be hit.
Observing the traces of the last falling stars.
We're standing on the edge of ourselves,
Wondering who the hell we are.
We're steadily plunging into the bottomless pit;
Awaiting the moment when ground will be hit.
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