Dome - Cruel When Complete | Текст песни

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Pretty around the mouth
The whispers grow into a silent shout
Movement by the hound
The one-armed man walks on the man-made sand
The grey lights slide
The continental colours glamour glide
Travels with hatted men
Apple mountains mark the journey's end
Cruel when complete
Beauty is an isle where both shores meet
Praised and ready-made
Magnets in the hectic lolly in the grave

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