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Saratoga Heaven S Gate

Feel the liberty Like the bird that comes back home Search inside yourself You can give life another colour I'll open heaven's doors I'll burn for

is their reward Like the hyenas on Neron's Rome Who's to die dispise you Second time, start again Somebody bought his salvation There's no better show

: Prisionero del desierto solitario como un Tuareg. Maltratado, humillado, siente el miedo de poder sufrir. Las estrellas le acompanan en silencio