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Little clown, no one around,
Whispering the pray in the End of Child Time,
Trampled by the the crowd.
Son of the king's leaving you right now ...

Crawling and fading and nothing to sad,
Tell me again what it's like to be dead,
May be I'm dead ...
Thought about toys is out of your head.

                       [bad word] 
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Every abandoned corner
Helps to forget it all,
Every abandoned place
Fades in the curse.

Every desolate doll
Nails your soul on the wall,
Every abandoned place
Is hearing her voice ... at the night!

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Little clown,no one around,
Whispering the pray in the Name of Child Time,
Victim of my crime ...
Son of the king, what you think about?

Pain of the Universe is crashing your days!
Crawling and fading and nothing to sad
In the bleeding haze ...
Show me a path out of this place!

                       [bad word] 

Every abandoned corner
Helps to forget it all,
Every abandoned place
Fades in the curse.

Every desolate doll
Nails your soul on the wall,
Every abandoned place
Is hearing her voice ... at the night

                      Interlude:

But we'll be alright,
If we want to shine so bright!
If we don't forget a temple,
If we keep inside the child!
 [bad word] a baby's vest!
Out of temple till your death ...
Before

                       [bad word] 

Every abandoned corner
Helps to forget it all,
Every abandoned place
Burns in the curse.

Every desolate clown
Nails your soul on the wall,
Every abandoned place
Is hearing his voice ... at the night!

Don't forget your child ...

                           Words and music by Child Garold