Battlegods
22 feb 21
DeRank ™: 13,12
Underground Life - Al Buio con Te (1988)
The decomposition of our breath draws ghosts in the dark / And it's a physical force to feel in the void that has sublimated your mind / Dimming the submerged colors, drained, join your hands and gather / The myth of God, the drop of cosmos that has imprisoned us forever / The division of our pain cracks on the ice of hearts / And it's a humid force to undress in the cold, that has sealed our minds.
The decomposition of our breath draws ghosts in the dark / And it's a physical force to feel in the void that has sublimated your mind / Dimming the submerged colors, drained, join your hands and gather / The myth of God, the drop of cosmos that has imprisoned us forever / The division of our pain cracks on the ice of hearts / And it's a humid force to undress in the cold, that has sealed our minds.
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