7 days of pain,
every night and every day,
worth slipping away in a thousand ways,
slipped into the seas,
dropped out of my mind,
couldn't find what I was looking for inside. 

The seven wounds of the knife,
the seven seas of the times,
7 days to live out your life,
forget about all the strife.

Earth, Mars, Jupiter and Neptune,
not bothered by what you do,
by what you say,
I say, forget the 7 wonders,
the 7 hours,
of your ways,
give up those fiscal wounds, hear my cries,
try not to deny,
any existence,
the perfect resistance,
of your life.

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