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Translation
Judas
Smiles
That seem accomplices
They hide tears
Stopped before touching the eyes
Don't look at me
You can see me but I'm not here
You touch me but you can't feel me
I'm eating bread and drinking remorses
I'm selling my soul
I won't need it in pieces
There's no prosthesis
There's no cure
I'm selling off my soul
I want thirty dinars
It's what I got
It's what I got
To become Judas
Destinies
Tied up with two black laces
From a hand that can tear up skies
Tears are dropped
On two scars
That seal my eyes
I'm selling my soul
I won't need it in pieces
There's no prosthesis
There's no cure
I'm selling off my soul
I want thirty dinars
It's not an alibi
It's not free anymore
It's what I got
It's what I got
It's what I got
It's what I got
It's what I got
It's what I got
I'm selling off my soul
I won't need it in pieces
There's no prosthesis
There's no cure
I'm selling off my soul
I want thirty dinars
It's not an alibi
It's not free anymore
It's what I got
It's what I got
It's what I got
To become Judas
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Submitted by 
altermetax on 2018-03-05
altermetax on 2018-03-05Added in reply to request by 
MelodyPond
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