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I dig my hands in the soil |
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Of an open old grave |
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Feeling the bone against my fingers |
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I raise an item of beauty |
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Staring at empty sockets |
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A grin of bone, jaw unattached |
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I wipe the dirt away |
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And kiss the infant skull |
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So close in my dreams |
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But this is reality |
| [02:34.94] |
And no dream can overcome |
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This mental orgasm |
| [03:10.97] |
The rest of your lovely bones |
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Obsess me to make love |
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In a morbid office to Satan |
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Serve the demonic host |
| [03:35.32] |
Stench of rotten blood |
| [03:41.43] |
From the black urns |
| [03:47.43] |
Nightmares and pestilence |
| [03:53.27] |
The face of the king |
