Placeholder: (high res photo in the style of Orion, by Masamune Shirow) Maintenant tu es en cendres, en cendres La mort c'est comme une chose impossible Et même à toi qui est forte comme une fusée Et même à toi qui est la vie même Marcia C'est la mort qui t'a emmenée (high res photo in the style of Orion, by Masamune Shirow) Maintenant tu es en cendres, en cendres La mort c'est comme une chose impossible Et même à toi qui est forte comme une fusée Et même à toi qui est la vie même Marcia C'est la mort qui t'a emmenée

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(high res photo in the style of Orion, by Masamune Shirow) Maintenant tu es en cendres, en cendres La mort c'est comme une chose impossible Et même à toi qui est forte comme une fusée Et même à toi qui est la vie même Marcia C'est la mort qui t'a emmenée

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