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Last Moments Of A Dying Dream
7:15 26 0 7 лет
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Painted By Pain
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Broken images of the conscience leaving, Mute pictures of the inflammed memory - That's all that I can see. The echoes of sounds coming from the past, Splinters of pain piercing my mind - That's all that I can feel. Through the rotten veins ripped out by needles The time flew away throbing with blood, The moments are days flying away Disappearing in the vortex of death without any track. Free fall in the dark gulf Top of pleasure – by value of madness Wings of freedom with burnt feathers Taking rotten body far away Salvation is strange for me now My fantasies will stay with me And I'll give you my soul – Maybe you'll be satisfied now.