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Strange melodies settled down in your soul With lyrics, foreign, which you could not know Spiders were trying to spin, cobwebs through your head Atrocities you've never, felt before With feline eyes they're wishing you dead You ask god, how many angels will have to fall ? |
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These are the days, you can't look back These are the days, when everything went black, And I'm still walking on my dark lane I'm still thinking with the cobwebs in my brain These are the days of tearful calumnies These are the days of tearful calumnies |
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At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny Tearful calumny |
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You say kiss and tell, isn't it far from here to hell ? Can you feel the thorns on your skin ? Doesn't that feel like sin ? The treason wasn't very hard to say On your tongue laid the fears A tearful calumny was the day Through your eyes burned the tears A sea of tears was the day A sea of tears was the day |
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At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny At the day of a tearful, tearful calumny Tearful calumny |
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You say kiss and tell, kiss and tell, kiss and tell, .... |
