Alchemic Cat - Bliss of Swine | Текст песни

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And these claws suddenly, quick and fierce,
Harpy nails will pave the way to the heart.

I need more cold
higher
higher
even higher
Demons rake shit before my eyes
blossoming trees womb
Spring, spring, clear as your moon

Oh, and the rugged spirit of the patient
Curse your star
Cut the flesh from her face
Pork carcass - the charm of the Earth's night

Who witch boiled in a cauldron
On the morning star her singing
When her tongue swell and the boat dead
swims in her throat
Get it and kiss sodden corpse.

Above, the angels do not notice the fields
Bypassing their heavenly paths.
so the soul soared
Cut one cocoon that afflict thee
And fell below
higher
lower
I need more cold
higher
higher
even higher

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