Текст, перевод и аккорды “prologue”
- ...Lure of a protean beast... chattering teeth the poison of the instilled & insignificant murder - death as a show - dazed mob rushing at the clumsy executioner to free the torture victim... Broken bones, ripped limbs... On the cracked tongue & lust, expanded... taken from a floor to another Death as a transfiguration... The shaking eyes of the goddess with her string of skulls.
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