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Herbert Grá Â Nemeyer Chaos English Version

we are falling, falling can't hear sense because we're deafened by disorder calling like a dream we turn and toss but all is chaos death will bring

we are falling, falling can't hear sense because we're deafened by disorder calling like a dream we turn and toss but all is chaos death will bring

we are falling, falling can't hear sense because we're deafened by disorder calling like a dream we turn and toss but all is chaos death will bring