Circle of Dead Children - We Who Move With the Graven Worms | Текст песни

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Learning their moves
and mimicking their squirms.

Baked dead beneath the sun like
psychonauts dreaming of fire.

Below the hunger of the robin
and the piercing pains of mans desire.

This is where you will find me during that final glorious
days.
Eye to eye with the graven worms within their darkened
maze.
This is where you will find me when the planets vanish in
space.
Definitions of peace unexplained with the graven worms
face to face.


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