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KRUGOVRATI '07DEMO '05+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Our sad days Crucify us constantly And even the Sun Doesn’t want to understand us.You and I are in a cool pit Our hands are locked. You and I are just a bone, Scratching the throat.We don’t want it be a day! Night execrates us in our hearts! Killing us slowly, you and me! Tearing the soul in the dark.Far from us a memory’s left, Below us - doomed feet. We don’t want to be with others, Even if it’s better. Do I want it to be a day?! I can’t feel the flowers anymore. Then what’s the use?! I will intercept the beauty.We don’t want it be a day! Night execrates us in our hearts! Killing us slowly, you and me! Tearing the soul in the dark.+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++