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Enslavement Of Beauty
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An Affinity for Exuberance
A wounded soul leaps highest I've heard the poet tell 'Tis but the ecstasy of death And then the breath is still As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to have you near As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to have you here The smitten soul that gushes The trampled heart that springs A wearied ghost that keeps running From where the torment stings
Mirth is the prelude to anguish, And laughter is it's final aim Lest some fucker spot the wicked 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And do not fail to exclaim! As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to have you near As I lay, defeated, I'm dying Longing to have you here Success is counted sweetest By those who never succeed To comprehend a fame like this Requires sorest need
Not one of all those fuckers Who rose the flag today Can even tell the definition of fame So pure, of victory
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