Sobberbloodd - Fatal Loneliness | Текст песни

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• Fatal Loneliness

Has passed some minutes. And can, hours?
On lips I felt taste of ashes
Mermaids cry and laugh in branches of willows …
I am already in advance buried
on one hundred meters underground
Hands grow cold, and on temples sweat acts
Now I absolutely alone
Fatal loneliness

Even prison walls exhaled threat …
Gnash of a bronze door in the heart of a corridor, then stumps;
They are jailers
Steps come nearer. It for me?.

The eye on a chamber door was slightly opened.
In stagnant air whose that voices deafly gurgled,
As if bubbles from a bottom
of the bog tightened by a duckweed.
The ships transformed
in present wandering underworlds,
The enraged planets,
the won Earth

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