Violet fields, blooming at the nameless crime in the light of the empty screens
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pulsating ray short shutters of hatred ritual dance of shadow gestures
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Lodge of scoffers, tangled hands
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humiliation, blooming on the breasts like a weed
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transfused on the paper, the makes endless marches of
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twisted and sick gestures, insane shapes
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Evil, diminished to the measure of a tear in our might, small as the empty words
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madmen on the sock of glory'n'tradition darkness will come, bringin' the relief
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I won't see the face of god when he'll come with bowed head
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legs in the slime of dirty life left in own hopelessness
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on the armchair of illusions I will submit the sentence
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I'll stay the moon saving the cadaverous light
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on the violet fields of extinction
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Violent Fields Of Extinction
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| Cemetery Of Scream |
