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Nooit Meer What Tomorrow Knows

been Fate is cruel when dreams, like candles, fade Smashed again down into the gray Despise for a world turned cold No one sees what tomorrow knows

have been Fate is cruel when dreams, like candles, fade Smashed again down into the gray Despise for a world turned cold No one sees what tomorrow knows

have been Fate is cruel when dreams, like candles, fade Smashed again down into the gray Despise for a world turned cold No one sees what tomorrow knows