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• Artiste: Magic Weapon
• Titre: Capitol Of Colour
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The milkbrides of the capitol were itching all their lives Framed photos of exploding cars the day they became wives What a waste A rotting mess They made wounds, they poured salt, depths we wouldn't dare Could blind you to the holy night as it's hovering in the air He is only someone's son It's a task that can't be done, it keeps repeating on and on The day we left the capitol colours became clear Someday, you said to me, real soon we'll see through walls my dear As long as ticks keep ticking in the universe's light They can murmur to the tune of a million nights