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Sadistik

Dawn Of The Dead

 

Dawn Of The Dead

(альбом: The Balancing Act - 2008)


This is magic, it's tragic, it's passion, it's me
This is classic romance and it's madness, it's peace
This is masochists, Catholics, addicts and activists
Blackness and sadness that pacifists see
This is close to me, focusing, ghosts that sing (Axioms!)
Rosary, broken wings holding me (Back-a-wards!)
Followed the path to to find find find this
And I swallowed the wrath to un-ite my intents-tents-tents
Tensions will build, walls will collapse
Lessons instilled when I saw through the cracks
Cracked smiles repaired, we just crawl in our tracks
Cause we live just to die, we evolve to adapt
To the fast food and the tattoos
It's like I just can't see past the bad news
And I can't bruise, like a statue
But I'm falling apart from the shrap-nel
This is casualties, atrophy, mastering (axioms!)
Gravity, gradually, asking me (back-a-wards!)
Progress make can you when reverse in be why?
Feel I how just that's cus reverse in words speak I
Any and every engaging discussion
Of loving engraving a memory in me
Memories in me engraving the loving
Of every and any engaging discussion
High high high mid mid mid low low low (Next!)
Why try my wish if this goal I hold's (Dead!)
Sooner or later I'll drown in regret
When I'm swimming in circles and holding my breath
Pistons revolve in these physics I draw
Wishless I roll narcissistic and cold...

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