Текст (слова) песни: Ens cogitans - Dying In Your Hands Again
Crystal wall. Avarice. Prone on sod in profusion I`m missing you. Misbelief. Theatrics of delusion. I mesmerized by own rave I persuaded that it is true My sanguine sap evaporates But I for ever dote on you
No demons, no lions, I`m dying in your hands again
Verdict done. Execute. Put me at the pillory I_m missing you. I`ve got due I and me... and memory
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