Buried
Dissenter (pol)
Beautiful redness of flowers
Smells like passing life
Silence doesn't tinkle
Of sound of fast steps
Only ANGELS are waiting
Hidden somewhere in the dark
Churches Of Hypocrisy
Smells like passing life
Silence doesn't tinkle
Of sound of fast steps
Only ANGELS are waiting
Hidden somewhere in the dark
Churches Of Hypocrisy
Wonderful blackness of velvet
Importunate candle lights
Are deforming malicious
Ironic priests faces
Shadow mixed with light
Conscience loose their thorns
Doubts poor existence
Instead of pleasure of life
Scarlet of false clothes
Hiding filth of existence
Born life by rustle
After that there are creeping
Wormsfat and humid
Still want the blood
Purple of lies
Monuments of forgiveness
Masks perfectly chosen
Gloom of eternal lies
Shadow mixed with light
Last brightness
I'm last which did not forget
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