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• Artiste: Damn Laser Vampires
• Titre: The Saint of Killers
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A ray of light on your memory will show you You're not the kind of creature they think you are When you pass through some darkness You leave youth behind you Like a serpent gets rid of its bark Down with joy under consent of nature Up with your duties, no more time for cold feet There's no other truth but your own You're full of an irrational ache to be The haunting that rides the twilight The whispering undead spitfire Something more truthfully heartless Than people's half-life emptiness And if one day a new chance you receive Then you could waste it just the way they did