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Abyssos - Misty Autumn Dance
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Your womb always bled the sweetest of blood Let me taste it, let me smell your inner lust Leaving bloody marks of my dried out lips All around your vagina, down on your hips
I may be old But still I breathe Therefore I am I may be old But still I move And lead this dance
I smeared your dirty wings with an ancient oil Made out of serpents, bats and soil Take your broken wings and try to fly again Down into the abyss, through the eternal flames Behold the beautiful landscape below Watch it with respect and see what it has to show This is where the future meets the past Where the time stands still and the first becomes the last
I took a piece of your heart I took a piss on your soul I spit on your feeble church I disgraced your holy whore
I want to see the daughters of the moon Dance on the blood-red tide Wearing nothing but their funeral dress So innocent, with nothing to hide
I may be old But still I breathe Therefore I am I may be old But still I move And lead this dance
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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