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• Artiste: Disembodied
• Titre: Anvil Chandelier
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The passing hours of life numb the pain of the pounding fists of consequence swelling on my skin the festering wounds of desire I have yet to obtain makes it hard to see the truth yet still I strain the faint promise of a future and thins I never had lies fed where I was still pondering the youth stolen from me and now i relize all i could have had and now you tell me all i could have had and now you give me all i could have had but i dont want it anymore I don't want it anymore I don't need it anymore No more hope just closed doors and as we walk into oblivion every step is a reminder of passing hours of passing days of passing lives of passing away