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Ghost Bath - Flickering Wicks of Black şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Ghost Bath

albüm: Self Loather


Memorial obelisk
Flickering wicks of black
Pain sleeps through the evening
Resting on silhouette clouds
Take my hand
Cold and unmoving now

Slick tendrils of fragrant attraction
Set free by its spell
Lacerating the holy bandages
Furthering the torrid air
Plague of nothing
All-consuming hatred of man
Freedom, delicious and pure
On the wings of a dancing flame
A candle
A candle lit for death

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