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• Artiste: Kirlian Camera
• Titre: Il Cielo Prima Della Fine
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He sets off surrounded by the black rays of death Staring at it moment after moment While his soul is watching over ancient starless skies Whose life was it? He knows it, he knows it all He doesn't judge But knows every single thing Sunlight chokes up his heart Surrounding him with buffoonery and wickedness He walks on the never ending sun He is exhaused He neither bows nor rejoices once neart death Never a tear on his face nor any dream through his mind Same old pallor running across his ghostly silence Giving him austerity and charming aversion He's got the features of a Hollywood star When gnelte and bored he's walking with different elegance Towards the tracks of the eternal shadow His blue silk refined coats don't loose composure In front of a Nikon D-50 automatic flashes And.. he vaguely slightly waves with his hand Thus not discouraging the beasts around him But, now, the onlookers' breathing is getting troubled And alarmed... The coroner knows that once the rays of the sun grow dim It is time to enjoy the end of the film.