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Текст песни Celtic Frost - Idols Of Chagrin

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What kind of race, lack of directionJust how lunatic, to have a nature so deceitBewail my reverie, a gambol untriedLure of carnality and silence in forfeitAnimals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worthCreatures, born from caves into simulated mirthI`m talking, Idols of ChagrinBorn of possession, complacement in disguiseCraving and candid, as to defy the character`s fallThe kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigreeWhat`s thought is pain might be desire after all

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