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Slim Twig
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Whiite Fantaseee
Steady At a motorik clip There's a man in a trench With a quivering lip With swung-sling blades To a switch blade-c
I read it in a book It's a white, white fantaseee And then the sharp stair It sprang at me slow I need this white fantaseee I need to know
Saw four horses drowning And three without men I cried out 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But i couldn't take him in 'I pray to god, there's nothing below!' Horses drowning in the amber snow
The skull of the star, Marred slit right open Finger of my good hand, hilted Took a bead as a token I scolded skin My body was a chamber I held my breath My body was a manger I killer-carve it, i maim it to a tree It's a whiite, whiite fantasee It's a whiite, whiite fantasee
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