Текст (слова) песни: Circle Of Dead Children - Migration
Like the numb birds that failed to make their migration Thin flesh, frozen yet dry, has sunken and painted itself to the filthy bones of its dead host Dusted in snow kissed by fuel emissions and dog ejaculation Soil fused to feathersSoil fused to the bodyLess than a statistic so are we
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