Imaad Wasif - Priestess | Текст песни

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Easter is everywhere
a memory enchanting time
all these rooms
all these walls
hangin pictures for the blind
blowing across the plains in high-gloss
drained by your master's brutal reign

Last year in Marienbad
solemn processions of the husband
you emerged in pornographic heat
from a poem of obsession

Learn to accept how far we are from perfect
slowly undress the priestess

The essence of the gold flower (x2)
flower...

Love will last (x3)

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