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Us, Those Half Dead - text

Never imagined what I’m realizing, indeed
Sudden proof of cryptic face
You, half-dead.

Thousands of fears, explains themselves
As a grim puzzle,
the truth emerges from depths

Beauty caresses gently the dead
A caress given back as a ruthless pest

Words sound unknown,
can´t understand
Dead fading colors,
your skins turned ashes grey

A long season in darkness,
one sorrow after the other,
no rest for dead side arises
Death taking over me

A breeding ground to forget respect
Infection progress slowly
Taking control of our will

Far away from me, you call my name
Distance translates it as a scream

Us, those half-dead
Breed at the bottom of our disgrace.

Text přidal DevilDan


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