Vore - Her Faint Mirage in the Rain (ft. Namtaräum) | Текст песни

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• Her Faint Mirage in the Rain (ft. Namtaräum)

I dream about this zephyr,
Skinned of all its angelic aura, left to be a ghost
Aside from her warm body, clenched to it, I feel...
Voices of glooming glory strike upon my ears,
Ecstasy, ponders my molten soul at her side, yet...
Loss is merely the fate of oniric visions, and
Loneliness is the mark left on me, she's now just
A faint mirage in the cold rain.