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  • Текст песни Hasenfang - Cloves

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    a torn and bleak echo exemplify
    the pondering on memory over partial time
    the years now clamp in twisted trials by
    your tribulation stretching out from console light
    these voiceless screams ringing the veins inside &
    how the demons reign when the temptations' high
    a trailing down to rather close your eyes
    for than to lift then up and offer lacking guise

    you want to take her by the hands
    desires come with dire plans
    this bitterness in motion;
    a fluke infatuation

    visioned vices grope upon your functions
    which soon mope you into webs of the weaver
    restless whispers speak: condemning voices as you sleep
    you try to dull them all, but you need her
    a sacred oath would die to keep those bound-locked chains!
    and still you'd strike a clove to greet that haunting day

    you're a ridged ghoul, posing a statue stance
    though pumping neon blood watching her club floor dance
    your spoken words are spoken all alone
    to walls of silent, sturdy, scratched-up, solid stone
    to key in the code as to unlock the prize
    ask are her feelings the same, which she's entombed inside
    to take away this pain or take away this plight
    a daze of finer times, to times dressed up in white

    plea for release to snowflake sky
    to let her loose as ravens fly
    here winter holds you colder
    that frosty friend-forgetter

    jolt upon your soul a rushing blaze
    of drowning senses as your world starts to teeter
    a listless gaze retorts you in the mirror &
    yet you'd crawl one hundred miles just to feel her
    this lust-filled longing lie that ties the noose in place
    and still you'd strike a clove to win that night embrace

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