Nahemah - Much us | Текст песни

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Much us you close your ears and your pares,
my breath waves will pierce you
which humid will be soaked by your skin
even though you try to close it.

And you will hear the whistle of the arrows
that are aimed at you from my mouth
and you will absorb the blood my tongue
will inject inside your veins.

And you will feel my words
turning arround your neck
asphyxiating you with this
beautiful torture of sweet flavoured
strangulation.

Much us you close your ears and your pares,
you will smoke, from my lips,
this smoke transfigured in silhouettes
from my lungs to your lungs.