Gorgonea Prima - Digital Desire | Текст песни

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Before the end of everything, let me kiss your lips
Before the final conversion into piece of anything
Though you would like to find your hearth, rather you shut your eyes
And you change in nobody, you refuse my open arms

Creaking of quarry moves brings me to lunacy
We knees before the triumph of heavy industry

I read out from my soul for you
Lost confidence
Flesh and wires
reborn and clean
in inert machine
Remember me...

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