Текст (слова) песни: Creepmime - The fruits of ill virtue
You shall die so many times before you perish
Surrounded by living, self indulging mirrors digesting temptation`s stolen fruit moving on self-fulfilled circles personality hanged on a rope called capitalism organism breathing a life of false ecstasy
You shall die so many times before you perish consuming the fruits of ill virtue
Personifying the sickening nature of man`s lechery lusting society`s forbidden fruit loving in uncaring detachment creativity sacrificed to a world of conventions hedonism existing in a maelstorm of lies
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