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Perfect Nothing
Pleasureligion (2003)
Drastique
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
Sorrow in my heart
Till tomorrow on a star
Should I swallow all the light
Flowing from the guts of pain and blindness,
From the heart of darkness,
From the wounds of destiny
Are you looking for perfection
In this world of desolation?
Are you looking for perfection
In this world of agony?
Always praying for redemption
Starved slave of vane temptations
Forced to live in recollection
Are you losing your beliefs?
Master of life
God in disguise
Master of lies
Just tell me why
Wounded soul
Shattering your dreams to nightmares
Haunted ghoul
Crushing all your hopes to regrets
Find your score
No one wins, all jilted losers
Final scorn
Life and death, through love, to perfect nothing
Tearing us apart
Looking for a blind perfection
Lying on a star
Treasure of my uncreation
Your human nature
I feel inside
Burning the future
Of a thousand lives
Hollow is your heart
Beauty is the mask of women
Horror in my eyes
You swallow all my deadly semen
Your human pleasure
Shall be the light
Father of creatures
Bound to the night
Till tomorrow on a star
Should I swallow all the light
Flowing from the guts of pain and blindness,
From the heart of darkness,
From the wounds of destiny
Are you looking for perfection
In this world of desolation?
Are you looking for perfection
In this world of agony?
Always praying for redemption
Starved slave of vane temptations
Forced to live in recollection
Are you losing your beliefs?
Master of life
God in disguise
Master of lies
Just tell me why
Wounded soul
Shattering your dreams to nightmares
Haunted ghoul
Crushing all your hopes to regrets
Find your score
No one wins, all jilted losers
Final scorn
Life and death, through love, to perfect nothing
Tearing us apart
Looking for a blind perfection
Lying on a star
Treasure of my uncreation
Your human nature
I feel inside
Burning the future
Of a thousand lives
Hollow is your heart
Beauty is the mask of women
Horror in my eyes
You swallow all my deadly semen
Your human pleasure
Shall be the light
Father of creatures
Bound to the night
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