The Last Entreaties - A Romance To The Perfect Image | Текст песни

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Maybe it's you,the creature from my dreams,
the shadow from the garden
where Edem is.
i didn't know,but suddenly
i found myself longing for your sight
seems like i'm mad
but i just getting blind.

You don't exist in our filthy worid
the perfect image sleeps
just in my dreams and soul.

Maybe it's you pretending everyday
and giving up tomorrow
without any blame
///three months of sorrows
i passed this test
and there is its conclution
i thought you were the best,
but you just were an usual.

you don't exist in our filthy world
the perfect image sleeps
just in my dreams and soul/
and still i'm here,the voices in my head
i cannot believe and i cannot forget


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