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Death Of The Dying

アーティスト:Resurrection Band  アルバム:Awaiting Your Reply 

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Maniacs dangle on the lunatic fringe, Oh, on the edge of a razor and like a door without a hinge, "The devil", they cackle, "could be ours in a cinch," Quicksand, lies, sound warning,yeah yeah. But they won't budge an inch. Like Pilate they fear the death of the saint, yet they fancy the diamonds, the palace, the paint, The coward within them clings only to that of lacey white satin, "No blood on my hand." And in the finale, clutched tightly by pain, their glass house is shattered, Weeds bent in the rain,


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