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The Oath:
These days will pass,
and as the smoke disappears,
you start to figure out the better parts of the life.
Why’s living even considered better?
Why’s living even considered better?
Let me lie down;
Let my days pass.

The Scar:
Your lifeline gets flat sometimes lately,
You’ll take a bite of it even though it bites you down the throat,
Moments fly by, and you assume your future.
It’s not a lullaby, but makes you dream.
A light sleep, as if you’re floating in the sea.
The memories become so hazy that you’ll want to smash their frames.
Let go and flip the table of your beliefs,
Flip the table of your habits,
Flip the table of your origins,
Flip the table and change your lifestyle.
Let go and get rid of the social life you never even understood,
Let go and leave without a single goodbye,
Let go and leave all the fools alone.

The Oath:
Let go, Let go of everything,
Let go, Let go and leave for nothing,
Let go, Let go to find your nowhere,
Let go.
}