Words and memories
That flow freely in vacuum brain
Shows a spine-chilling show
A vial of misery
And a whole world of uncertainty
A place where dark rain falls
Shows me your formaldehyde
Where sad dramas braving tides
Destroy the glass-done, hide
Winter landscape of your mind,
Cilice of memories
Allows to the insanity
Will bring us to suicide
Shows me your formaldehyde
Where sad dramas braving tides
Destroy the glass-done, hide
Winter landscape of your mind
Tell me bloodshot eyes, scare inside
Show me your sad dramas in formaldehyde
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