"...sometimes, when the spirits left alone, we must believe in something to find if we've grown [...] sometimes, your castles in the air and the fantasies you're seeking are the crosses you bear [...] sometimes, we dig an early grave and crucify our instincts for the hope we couldn't save [...] sometimes the anguish we survive and the mysteries we nurture are the fabric of our lives [...] we fabricate our demons, invite them into our homes, have supper with the aliens, and fight the war alone..."
Del álbum "Falling into infinity"
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