Sheherazade (parla d'exorcisme)

Printed At Bismarck's Death

Somebody waked me in my compassion:
"Outa the red light of this depression
Don't see? They build creatures on ya breast
While you're silently floatin' down the sea of incest!"

The seas of ice, the thorn-bushes
Myrrha in another body her father touches
Take me to the point where my aggregate is zero
Look at the abscess and say that I'm a hero!

Dying faces - Change your Cogito
Dying faces - Mesmerize it
Sheherazade parla d'exorcisme
Sheherazade parla d'exorcisme

Sheherazade chercha le parfait mal
Pour apprendre le parfait bon

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