Mortualia - Blood Of The Hermit | Текст песни

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Every tear willingly shed
Letting emotions surge
Stir the cauldron of sadness
In love with despair

More pleasing to suffocate
Under the parapet of distress
Than allow the numbness
Clothe as a human being

Feeling home at night
In silent solitude
Without the scale of colours
Caress of an icy draft

Deepening awareness
Broken tone of the heart
Yearning for isolation
Blood of the hermit

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