Tumescenses
Cut with fairness
Coldest scalpel makes them shake
Light can not
Reflect - blood redness
All things but awake
Take my compliments, my dear
Now can fuck with double power
Could you please give one more beer
Bed is almost done
Years shall pass
The life was broken
Lacklustre eyes
Now stare at past
Who was that guy, who decided
To turn me into dust?
{guitar}
Take my compliments, my dear
Cripple body has no powers
Medicine substituted beer
But bed is almost done
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