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• Artiste: Will Haven
• Titre: Dressed In Night Clothes
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Gone is the sun, eclipsed In the sky, Where will I run when it's time to hide Left barren from the loss of the seed of existence As we know it declines in the shadow of The moon I recede, recede to the dark side On the outskirts of my soul, I just hope I can make it Back and land on some, some sort of plain And resurrect the balance before I travel The layers are slowly stripped away by celestial Heavens and all is glorious It doesn't seem real that a little act of nature Can make everything descend from a peak of bliss Like a roller coaster ride through the bowels infested With a parasite feeding off your soul Feeding off your will, he desecrates Till you resemble a bitter shell of a man Fasting in contempt till you resemble a bitter shell of a man Fasting in contempt of yourself Climb back into the womb and start a new Back into the womb and start a new