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The destroying genius of idols will shroud the world with utter lies dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis portraits have spoken their master's distress icons with kisses, tell me who have seen these falling Enochian tapestries? depict the prince of fallen virtues in almost poetic rhapsody masturbate to the sound of the knell the pathetic stench of dying children perhaps our fall is certain limbs entwined in absolute contortion please put off your veil, your heart is blameless and I shudder for knowing it A hot May makes a fat churchyard and Lychfowel breed in chaotic frenzy her cry was the saddest of all earth's sounds trauma bites hard the hearts of kin swept away by a moment's sadness they say rage is a brief madness by way of the beloved's farewell give back to nature what we first did take and monuments would slowly fill the agendas of kings and queens in silence our faces bleed Letras de cancionesthe holy voice torn away by the gale make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you Love is a game where both players cheat gone is the tale of Hero and Leander women are angels yet wedlock's the devil From Letras Mania