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Rotting Christ - Cold Colours lyrics
The drums of time have stopped The ecstatic quietude Sucks up every fear And every desire Illusions of the moment Featureless figures Intensified feelings I'm running behind my shadow In this vastness I can feel your presence I cannot understand Your misleading words Inconceivable beauty Sweet melody Forgotten senses Are waking up Dark in the dark Always and never This is the time Of total purification Lost in thought Trying to touch The perfect moment But the clock strikes again |
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