Anxiety

текст песни Cemetary Of Scream

Where is my real imaginary world? Empty spaces of the sunset
spaces of the lost hopes of the deprived of feelings faces
The laughing devil is disappearin' in the clouds of smoke spiderweb
life is running 'way against the sad light of the day the left shreds in my hands
Blood in the empty, forgotten tins cut off heads, strange creations of the nature
the bulbs, black lights from under the vault acrid teste of blood in mouth

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