Le Plastique Mystification ('In The Land of Melancholy') - Alienation | Текст песни

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The loneliness disease
Like white windmills
Driven by the wind of life
On the growing green hill
The lonely souls
Rotating windmills
Sails of oblivion
Robbed of compassion
Isolated faces
The body's put away
Onto the noname shelf
Of the human desires
The loneliness disease
Like white windmills
Driven by the wind of life
On the growing green hill
The lonely souls
Rotating windmills
Sails of oblivion
Robbed of compassion
Isolated faces
The body's put away
Onto the noname shelf
Of the human desires
Just a strange affection
Fear and uncertainty
Perfect community
Mechanical co-existence
The partnership in alienation
The pure human existence
There's no feeling, no sensuality
No passion
Like the loneliness of the windmills
But why they're so close
Close to each other?..

poem by Kaszmir

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