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• Artiste: Abstrakt Algebra
• Titre: April Clouds
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I died again this morning In a womb as grey as rain No solice, no pity I grasp the abyss of pain In blood I pain To release from this shell of dirt Mortal expressions, vivid but so faint Strokes forbidding, black and frail Early April first dead light Witness my thoughts Words I don't know before The meaning you cuold not understand I am old as damn Methuselah Bitter, worn and cold A life-time I lived this day Birth, love, then decay Years of ice were melt away In a single warm caress But innocence was never meant to stay Now nothing remains but the grave I am not afraid of dying I will melt in the soil Unite with my maker Escape this flogged coil (free at last) You showed me that rusty dagger And carved out my heart But a painful death can't frighten me more Than a single word of love Everything's hollow And sorrow wil follow 'Cause I am The oldest of them all