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Tears of glass, they fall at last.
Upon the Earth they shatter, crash.
What truth there was, has come to pass.
This lie this life goes by, so fast.
My skies without heaven, my ground without grass and for her heart is all I ask.
Upon the Earth they shatter, crash.
What truth there was, has come to pass.
This lie this life goes by, so fast.
My skies without heaven, my ground without grass and for her heart is all I ask.
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