don t get lost in the paradise

don't get lost in the paradise
don't get lost in the paradise
Collecting proofs of existence of God
Packing in packages ones, you have got.

don't get lost in the paradise
don't get lost in the paradise
the doors will shut down somewhere about six
don't be late, if you don't want your life to be missed.
if you're got something here, that needs to be fixed.
just be reasonable, don't be late, come back, please!

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there's so many things, that you want to do there
probably time-is the last thing, you care.
all these destroyed buildings, you need to stare,
imagine the people who sometime lived there.

touch and taste clouds's cleanest Water
try to make sure, that nothing will wander
you here, if you leave now, somehow
satisfied by what you had seen now.

These people just tried to live their own lives,
Fussed and worked, as bees in a beehive.
Stuck together their lives
by, as it was glue, lies.

silence at last had reached here
and nothing's now here to beware
nothing will hurt you, there's nothing to fear...