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Текст песни Third Moon - Velvet Thorns

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The eerie GodFulgent dust the prelude of the drowing sunBloodstained sculptures across amorphous reliefsThe angelic blaze; ancient their silent choirsTorn apart the pure aorta of apathyDissolution of gentle seas, the lost brillianceHateshaped the billow of thornsHow should I enthrone my painI have no more tears thatembrace my pure perfumeSeduced by my mornful galeThe blood will never returnI have no more weeps thatCaress the stoned heartAt one with a mornful tearArtesian well the aphorism in it is deepAura of aghast bane the disburden of azureDiurnal sleep the eerie bloodstained God(Ref.)

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