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Лирика : Enslavement Of Beauty : Traces O' Red : Traces O' Red - The Fall And Rise Of Vitality
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Traces O' Red - The Fall And Rise Of Vitality
Traces O' Red (1999)
Enslavement Of Beauty
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"No kind of sensation is keener and more active than that of pain
Its impressions are unmistakable"
Prithee... charm me fro' mine mortal guise
I fear, by my throat, the evenfall o' youth
May I succumb to thee and claim thy most vital kiss...
So what are you waiting for...
"What lack of movement! What ice!
Nothing stirs me, nothing excites me...
I ask you, is this pleasure? What difference on the other side!
What tickling on my senses! What excitement in my organs"
Fro' Aurora's bed, of gods eyesight lost, a sick man shed his tears
Did I live dead or did I live at all when I knew nought but mortal fears
The fume of my sighs draped the soil
Intertwined with the fresh morning dew
I bedevilled my name and succumbed to thy seductive flesh
In hope to remember the view
I taunt thee... daughter o' seraphs
Oh, I bevail thy loss of innocense...
I will write, by my troth, a sonnet to thee my beloved
Haunting... I wander through the crowded streets o' London
Dressed to kill and live and let live and leave traces o' red
I think I'm kinda falling in love with you
Oh, fair virgin... spread thy angel wings and crown me for being a madman
Innocence and fear, mirrored in the savage eyes of lechery
Sweet sixteen, sweet innocent colleen
I crave the sweet, sweet taste of thy naked vulva
Sucking, sucking... and so on and so forth 'til I besmear thy innocence
Mesmerized by thy poisonous wine
Ah, I fall in love...
Its impressions are unmistakable"
Prithee... charm me fro' mine mortal guise
I fear, by my throat, the evenfall o' youth
May I succumb to thee and claim thy most vital kiss...
So what are you waiting for...
"What lack of movement! What ice!
Nothing stirs me, nothing excites me...
I ask you, is this pleasure? What difference on the other side!
What tickling on my senses! What excitement in my organs"
Fro' Aurora's bed, of gods eyesight lost, a sick man shed his tears
Did I live dead or did I live at all when I knew nought but mortal fears
The fume of my sighs draped the soil
Intertwined with the fresh morning dew
I bedevilled my name and succumbed to thy seductive flesh
In hope to remember the view
I taunt thee... daughter o' seraphs
Oh, I bevail thy loss of innocense...
I will write, by my troth, a sonnet to thee my beloved
Haunting... I wander through the crowded streets o' London
Dressed to kill and live and let live and leave traces o' red
I think I'm kinda falling in love with you
Oh, fair virgin... spread thy angel wings and crown me for being a madman
Innocence and fear, mirrored in the savage eyes of lechery
Sweet sixteen, sweet innocent colleen
I crave the sweet, sweet taste of thy naked vulva
Sucking, sucking... and so on and so forth 'til I besmear thy innocence
Mesmerized by thy poisonous wine
Ah, I fall in love...
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