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• Artiste: Dekadent
• Titre: Black Love
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My Face in Soil To Root out the Coil The Fear out of My Life Heart has turned to stone And skin has overgrown the scars of my given time It seemed like an every day Fear seemed to burn away You came as a friend By Soil embraced By Sun set ablaze Cleansed once more I am set free These crimson stains are melted by water Drained by a dead Tree Dream no Dream Cares do not seem To cry out their need A Sea of Tears comes pouring down your face Like a true essence of purity that springs of utter grace My Face in Soil To Root out the Coil The Fear out of My Life See the Eyes of Stone to the whole world they've been shown And I did not know Seemed like an every day Fear seemed to burn away You came as a friend