Vesuvius - Bitter | Текст песни

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• Vesuvius
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I told myself that no disparity of mine,
Would cause the realignment,
Of this angry bitter spine,
But as I fight to find the time,
And peace of mind to rewind and redefine,
The stigmatic intertwine,
Composed of sandpaper and brine.

A jagged crooked line,
Holding my skeleton intact,
And when the sun ingests all hydrogen,
Existence fades to black.
No align will redefine the static malign design,
A stale tale of derail,
Of mindless human decline.

I will subject my soul,
To what my demons bring,
Their inflection is the last note,
I'll ever sign.

This is the last note I'll ever sing.

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