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• Artiste: Amentes
• Titre: IX
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I'll let the dust from my feet not to be bloody today Because the road has clashed with two worlds The smile that covers my face and shows the path, the blades of knife Without fear and trepidation of being killed while breathing In it's own confrontation With horror of living evil In it's own wandering Leaving itself, burying his body Into the hands of death And nearer are the paths of blood than the call of men Nearer from those on which one can get killed Of steel birds that chained the sky with steel wires Instead of the celestial chains that belong to them Smiling to the morning With red stripes And like a trail in the eyes, on the edge of the worlds Like tears collected with hands Mixed with air and all the waters Like tears...