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Лирика : Depressive Age : Symbols For The Blue Times : Port Graveyard
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Port Graveyard
Symbols For The Blue Times (1994)
Depressive Age
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
[Klemp , Lubitzki]
What a special taste has desert sand
that seeps all through my skin
No more unreal shapes of caravans
shall lead me to nothing
fade away
I tried to save what's left in my life
fade
away
Heaven can wait and hell shall die
Freedom - My desire
Gratis - Not for to hire
Sandsea - I'm a sailor
Landlord of my port: Graveyard
Burning witches of these desert lands
Please, satisfy my thirst as lovely as you can
I will suck you out on all your tongues
Firejuice 'til I get drunk
Patience - My desire
Gratis - Not for to hire
Sandsea - I'm a sailor
Landlord of my port: Graveyard
Lonelyness that I fear for years
What a good state and I have it here
That's my aim and no one needs to bury me
Wind bring me the sand
to cover my end
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