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Running from the past
Time is going fast
Once again
They chase me through the night
I have to realize
Once again
Knives in my memory
Mind the acts of treachery
Nowhere to escape
From your fate, your fate, your fate, your fate
I will stand the pain
Burning at my brain
From the start of century
Knives in my memory
Knives in my memory
Fire up ahead
Following the thread
Memories will try to drive me insane
I will keep the demons at their bay
Knives in my memory
Mind the acts of treachery
Nowhere to escape
From your fate, your fate, your fate, your fate
I will stand the pain
Burning at my brain
From the start of century
Knives in my memory
Knives in my memory
I will stand the pain
Burning at my brain
From the start of century
Knives in my memory
Memory, memory
Memory, memory
Memory, memory
Memory…
I will stand the pain
Burning at my brain
From the start of century
Knives in my memory
Knives in my memory
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