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The Wilde Flowers

アーティスト:Opeth  アルバム:Sorceress 

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Sun hangs high, I turn away Failure underground Heart is sick and fever is high Waiting for a sound Like a trail of insects to me I watch them from afar Feeding, breeding, scheming Tell me I am wrong Hiding from discovery Staring down into the ground Had they seen the posion in me A tide of spite wound be found Moving faster lingering gaze Feasting on my sanity A grain of sand against endless waves A wish for the slaughter of conformity Blinding light as the flames grow higher Searing skin on a funeral pyre Blinding light as the flames grow higher Searing skin on a funeral pyre Inside me sleeps a violence


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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