dick. NECROPHILIA !!! says:
I wish that i could be in the cellars of the sea
And dissapear in them never to be seen again
Live this life, it's unrelenting appetite
For feeding off the weak who never had their turn to speak
The sky will be my shroud a monument of cloud
If we could turn back you can't paper over the crack
But it will return now and your heart will burn black
Give me your hand, cut the skin, Let me in
The moecules of us bleeding into one again
The sky will be my shroud
a cenotaph of cloud
If we could turn back you can't paper over the crack
But it will return home and your heart will burn black
forgotten my way home, forgotten everything that i know
ever day a false start and it burns my heart, i know
Everything you said was right and i suppose
everything is here forever till it goes
You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself
Just a picture on a shelf
Je souphaiterais emerger
Dansle profondeurs des mers
Y disparaitre
Pour ne plus jamais etre vu
Burning up now i'm racing down a road i don't recognise
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