Machinemade God - Downpour of Emptiness | Текст песни

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Chasing the sunset, while my hand rotates to the left,
carving canyons into my wrist.
Sometimes the screaming silence creates the back-drop
for the next blood stained, painful kiss.

Four-thirty after midnight.
The hours passed by in silence, these moments I ache for to pass,
Creeping in black air upon the white wall as purple sheets encase our restless forms.
Dark red rivers run deep, flooding mountain walls with this blood.

Black clouds come up slowly as they cover me in whispers; a downpour of emptiness.
The faster I run, the harder I fall, these ar the moments that define a lifetime...

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