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Текст песни My Dying Bride - The Prize Of Beauty

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I cannot turn my life unto you.A storm of ebony hair.A hail of wickedness.Handsome as a God.Wild and shameless.Given the prize of beauty.Image of wretchedness.Divine like no other.Kiss the poison breast.Flamed like the sun.Lives made undone.Words soft as snow.Souls claimed and won.An opiate drugged haze.Beds of shapeless dust.Cries all night.Dreams of filthy lust.Lair of hopelessness.Mires of sorrow.Never falls.Our lives are borrowed.Hold fast my sould.She waits for me in my dreams.Every night misery brings.Haunts my day. Haunts my wake.Oh, my lord can`t you feel her grow,Inside of me. Tearing my mind.For once my lord please help meBelive in you.

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