No One Knows What The Dead Think - Kaine
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Группа: No One Knows What The Dead Think
Альбом: No One Knows What The Dead Think
Год: 2019
Страна: США
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Текст:
Fire control systems - wired to beliefThe constant snap of banners moving upstream
Please don't hold me
I'm just a copy of a corpse
A rutted leer that plays
Ash that becomes snowfall
The dusting of frost, that covers precious sutures
Connecting me to a life that never was
Please don't hold me
I'm just a copy of a corpse
Listlessly gathering
Broken things and putting them
In rows
Fires deepen the blighted shadow
Tainted bluff corseted with debris
Jutting margins imposed by failed attempts
The message simply repeats and repeats
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