thirdmoon - sentenced to aeons lyrics
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… and of those ghosts calling
through levels transcending
even i hold revelation
adorable pretending sl-t
don`t waste your time to speak with pain
where the hands descend
to all of the dead and little wh-r-s, i whisper
rise
dead eyes revokate and infiltrate
better dead for funerals to come
elimination, self-centered for all the silence
has p-ssed through years and never before i
have been so cold! as told so cold!
… and with hate i bleed
near is my deletion
what i feel is not from here
the disillusion starts
when the candles stop bleeding
and i see myself dying
catharsis complete, for more than thousand
times
rise
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