We go over the edge, trying hard
To reset everyone downward
Someone hides knives, others - gun
But he falls. falls, falls, falls

We go over the edge, trying hard
To reset our loved ones.
Prompted curious sounds
We're running to the edge of the ground
On distillation with fate

Little injustice
You can break down
Will not even notice,
How to attain the bound

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