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Persistence, a murderer when reason drops its guard The flesh of time left ravaged, the hands and fingers marred Oh, to love a strange face, in its passing brevity It's a forced resignation to a voyeur's tendencies For fear of all the world's empty adjectives It's our name, it's our name, that we're harboring Candor's youthful sentiments remain in thoughts unspoken The fragile is only noticed when it's broken Aus Songtexte Mania