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• Artiste: Robi Draco Rosa
• Titre: A Blindman's Parade (Frio)
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i remember the day that i began to swim i conquered death i was a cloud of peace sinned with my mind and prayed with my soul i threw my dice i thought i'd never grow old been in the gardens of the blinded parade wanted sensations to become my only friend my revolution never missioned the air am i a victim of my counsciousness will i find god again i'm old... i'm old... i am right through the flesh of a nervous disease some days i'm crazy some days i'm serene i am the undercraft of your lucent dreams the end of life though when there's nowhere to be been in the gardens of the blinded parade wanted sensations to become my only friend my revolution never missioned the air am i a victim of my counciousnes will i find god again i'm old... i'm so old and lonely i'm old... i wonder if i'll ever see another day i'm old... a blindman's parade i'm old... at the end of my future i imagine the rains bullets and dragons aren't far from my pain slipped through my spoon and lived through my pride i judged the day as if no one's alive i'm old... i'm old, i'm so old and lonely i'm old, i wonder if i'll ever see another day i'm old, a blindman in his parade i'm old, i'm old, i'm old, i'm old i'm old, i'm so old and lonely i'm old, and if it ain't god did someone blinded me i'm old, a blindman's parade i'm old...