the name of morbid gods masquerade masquerade of shadows masquerade in the name of greediness it's not an illusion it's a dreams funeral black caravan
me. (Haha!) Yeah I'm back baby Cudder. Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral Begging you to sit for a portrait
shit, What you stand for, kid? We in the city where they definitely lost it You open your eyelids and capped in the ribs Your funeral they have your 12th grade portrait
destroy you, my stupid son..." One person can make a difference, sometimes... Just turn his head when the kid is still and has a weak neck. Smiled at his funeral
Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall To hang in the dark of
: I drank alone the poison of love with endless sacrifice how was sweet as she never knows is my paramour I burnt in my dead love's flames but I do the
: I homeless sought you under the moonlight in the woods as you comb thy black hair in the heart of moon ah they thieved the jeroboam of thy love's wine
: wish we were in a palace out of the world where the others and anything never be seen wish we imprisoned in a colourless tableau to take forgotten
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: The moonless night embraced me when the embrace of your fancy abnegated me I'm waiting for that again
: I homeless sought you under the moonlight in the woods as you comb thy black hair in the heart of moon ah they thieved the jeroboam of thy love's
: Wish we were in a palace out of the world where the others and anything never be seen wish we imprisoned in a colourless tableau to take forgotten
: I drank alone the poison of love with endless sacrifice how was sweet as she never knows is my paramour I burnt in my dead love's flames but I do
: the moonless night embraced me when the embrace of your fancy abnegated me I'm waiting for that again
, What you stand for, kid? We in the city where they definitely lost it You open your eyelids and capped in the ribs Your funeral they have your 12th grade portrait