Текст (слова) песни: Marty Willson-Piper - Venus Of Prose
Years of bliss Fill your head Trapped in a jar Your eyes are dead Rich in words You`re the Venus of prose As beauty erodes She says No He says Accolade slips Lost your sway Suffocate In an aura of jade Who can win In the reign of a week I die in your sleep She says No He says Open you up Peer on through Taste of dust Where nothing`s true Listen with your eyes Face your deceit You`re dead on your feet She says No He says
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