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«Tell me your name, says the proud wealthy man,
So that I have to pay you my respects»
Nothing more than someone else with a humble face,
A living frame, a fallen consciousness.

And so were his words, over and over again,
But every pieces of what he was
vanished, like dust in the rain.
And no one’s here to say that despite all his gains,
He lost everything.

His losses are countless,
His home’s nothing but emptiness.

But here lies reality,
May power and money be yours.
A man will always struggle for his own goods.
And we’re starving for triumph and answers,
As much as you do, my dear brothers.

And so were my words, over and over again,
But every pieces of what I was
vanished like dust in the rain.
And no one’s here to say that despite all our gains,
We’ve lost everything.

Losses are countless,
Homes are nothing but emptiness.

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from A Tale They Whisper, released March 16, 2015

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Above The North Lyon, France

Above The North
2012 - 2016
Lyon, France

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