The Short Blooming - Nex one, please! | Текст песни

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withering would be poet's notes. (you) you gently (will) put your hand (be) in my mouth. (forgotten) so tell me what's on your mind. (kill) and you will be (the) the shining star. (lights) this galaxy (and behold) is so tiny and decadent. (with) you will be the forgotten (ring) of the bell for the next aspirant. there's still blood on your lips, lingering in every word. leck dir doch die zunge daran blutig, du wirst sie nicht wieder brauchen. fьr kurze momente bereit zu sterben, um danach einsam weiter zu leben. fulfill yourself by given schemes, exploding out of meeting-tortured heads. it is beautiful to see what we don't want to be. (it is beautiful, it is beautiful, ...) thanks for your willingness to create something new. (it is beautiful, it is beautiful, ...) that's so special.

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