Unupdate Museum Testo

Testo Unupdate Museum

Born from hope in four walls
Deep and hidden into ghost
So easy all these things to destroy
The corner of time is a line
In the beginning and end
Denote the reality and eternity
So when they cut my hands
They hang me from neck
They hang me because of lying and truth
I want to hug the earth and sky
Because I'll not learn
They open the door
When I go away my world will burn
And will stay only the conscience
None piece of meat will be in safety
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