Red Museum - Behind The Static Curtain | Текст песни

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• Behind The Static Curtain

I hear cautious cries
I feel sick inside

Where do they hide?
Where do they hide?

I will never rest rest
Till I pass this test..

Where do they hide?
Where do they hide?

The curtain opens..
Cruel portraits appear..
Injected with apocolyptic visions..
I collapse..


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