Текст (слова) песни: Pale Forest - Sound Of The Machine
Turn your head and face the hole from where the white illutions shine Cast a glance upon the mole which taints the skin so pure, so fine The garden hangs inside a room so dark, yet brightly lit The stain you poured from silver spoon the poison stung and bit
With the sound of your machine ringing in your wealthy dreams You dance around the calf and your mind is torn in half
Try to see how you will feel when, at last you`re left alone Shoulder to the final wheel in your machinery of flesh and blood
With the sound of your machine ringing in your wealthy dreams You dance around the calf and your mind is torn in half
Grinding and moaning the thing comes to a halt Grinding and moaning as you pour the salt
With the sound of your machine ringing in your wealthy dreams You dance around the calf and your mind is torn in half
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