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The Gman universe is immortal.
You're primordially alone, even if a friend is there
He won't see all the trouble on the palm of your hands
He won't be brave for you, if you're struck dumb
And won't be able to say, the words you intended
He can only help, if something's not right
When an endless darkness covers your eyes
When tears divide your face in three equal parts
And there's no hope left for yourself
Hope is a self-delusion, but it's all that we've got
From hand to hand it goes, selling its honor
That lying creature, throws dust in your eyes
Disappearing at the moment when it's needed the most
Go away and come back, it will many times
Always keeping the cherished diamond at a distance
Without hope I am killed, shot through by grief
Because I was hoping; I wasn't certain
Dolfin...
It's good that I have nothing to hide...