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    Cult Of Crucifixion

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    I will wander
    I will gather my flowers
    Withered and how soon forgotten
    Sing with passion
    Sing with vehemence
    A grief too sad for song
    I pick the gravel from my eyes
    I need no words
    I am a face rid of features
    Curse this heedless folly
    Am I nothing? A plaintive breath, a moment's vision
    Curse this dead...
    And words crowd to my blistered throat
    Dip my wings in your magnificence
    Separate my head from their crucifixion
    I lay at length upon the earth
    Gnats dance through my sable cloak
    I lay at length upon the earth
    Heaven is silent in travailed prayer
    All darkness flaunts before me
    I wish that peace would revisit my mind
    Madness endeavours to soothe me
    Beckon me nearer, whisper discreetly
    When will the sun cease to climb?
    That I may write my last farewell
    To these gaunt residing shadows
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