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City of sirens
03:14
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City of sirens
Lights fade out
and streets nod off
City of sirens ran aground
Police cars seem roundabouts
Beside the wings of a pegasus
Born shopping cart
Wind quivers in an orphan cry
city of silence fears to sigh
and for first time its whisper grinds
it's voice disarmed by a sonata
woven of kites
Soft night breeze seems dressed of glass
as it brushes your nape it almost cracks
and leaves, already breathless, stay stunned
swayed by the wings of a pegasus
Born shopping cart
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Tales of a napkin's corpse
Springs that we found on attics' trunk
Survived dressed of grey dust in an urn
Butterflies grew up vultures fluttering me
As I'm falling backwards
I'm falling backwards
Over the autumn ground
sown with old pictures husks
And buried under things that I lost
scrawled in a napkin's corpse
And all our yearnings made of brass
We know they are just stains of dusk
And our lies instead of your fingers hug me
As I'm falling backwards
I'm falling backwards
Over the autumn ground
sown with old pictures husks
And buried under things that I lost
scrawled in a napkin's corpse
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Masquerade ball
04:28
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Masquerade ball
Iron in rubble's facades shines so bright
welter soils the face of the bitten by the tides
Streets suppurate grey poison shaded of bile
to forget the starch tightening our smiles
Black curtain falls and, naked,
Velvet night exhumes our hearts
Velvet night exhumes our hearts
Marionettes hanging on the power lines
Overflow the streets in a hollow eyed rush
Inside the cave still sparks the trembling fire
But shadow play crumbles under city lights
And then, just then, with star stained hands
Velvet night exhumes our hearts
Velvet night exhumes our hearts
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Laurel leaves part 1
03:18
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Laurel leaves part 1
Excuse if I'm too late
Please, let me introduce myself
I'm just the one who died for you
Please excuse this vain attempt
To unleash sharpened kisses plague
In my death row condemned lips
As i tied laurel leaves
with hooks and nylon to my skin
To feel your arms again
As my rotten old disguise
lied in embrace with siamese beds
The whisper of skin exhaled
A crooning of blades
A crooning of blades
Please let me crawl to your arms
Even if they tear apart
my skin to shreds curled up in the wind
Let me rush towards your traps
and be sweetly hold and spurn
the death in disguise with smooth velvet lips
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Laurel leaves part 2
01:58
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Cysted tears
03:03
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Cysted tears
Life's a whisper drowned in moths,
Summer howlings scratched in the skin of our voice
Life's not waiting, weaving gray hairs
Life wont wave goodbyes
Dried out eyes miss onion's scent
Cysted tears forgot skies tinted of gray
Life's not waiting, weaving gray hairs
Life wont wave goodbyes
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Chalk smiles
02:40
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Chalk smiles
She cries and her tears are deciduous days
And her mourning worns my veins
When her eyes forget their shine
In their sockets still alive
Then her voice is just...
She cries even though with quartered eyes
And her silence scrapes my scars
Every sob corrodes the mime
Drowning ivory in red mud
In the void's embrace
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Graphite nights
03:15
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Graphite nights
Killing me, Slowly killing me
every verse was spines in my throat
The beauty was a blade wearing off white clothes
Her dress was staind of the blood of a hundred graphite nights
And killing me, slowly killing me
every verse was spines in my throat
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