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• Artiste: Nail Within
• Titre: Under The Spell
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I know.., clock is ticking back I know Those pictures in my mind Were chained upon a chain of blood hypnotic wounded feelings from my mind Her eyes to see Idolize my pain inside our veins I check the limits of pain And the following game The following game It's a never-ending sea Of melancholy Hope, idolize and give pain, idolize and give haze Appreciation but always in a haze Mesmerized, no place to hide, speechless, nothing to say Covered by ashes, years of loss, by the burning bridge of hope hypnotic wounded feelings from my mind, conquer me it's a never-ending sea, of melancholy in me I share no doubt Dirty needs for a dirty knife And the colors inside The colors inside... At the tale, from august 98 Questions I have had Questions, they refuse to die, refuse to disappear Endless hours, smoky days, smell the stench of mind Spell was sent one august night Pictures of our pride A storm upon an icy heart stone-cold I have been Faces cursed under the spell All those eyes have seen Naked both under the curse Eternal mournful beings Beauty of your open wounds And mine to fill Naked both under the curse Eternal mournful being Dirty needs of a dirty knife And the colors deep inside Feels like a never ending sea Of melancholy in me Spell was sent one august night Once and straight to kill your pride Awaits to haunt....