| Already wounded…
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| I wonder if I would dare to be stabbed by the thorns of virtue
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| Such a sight, petite and illegal…
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| A specimen of beauty in shapeless splendour
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| Haunted by her image in blank dismay
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| I kiss and embrace the dreaming adventure
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| Of the dainty, delusive doll…
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| Seeping into the tunnel of reality…
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| The savage beast of lust mock-manly rearing its deceitful head
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| With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest
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| Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh
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| I smoulder like a fucking cigarette
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| She bestow me the poet’s beauty of phrase, oh, I ejaculate…
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| The vortex of addiction is out of square
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| There are imaginary catchwords everywhere
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| The vortex of temptation gently blows
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| The ego-dolls reap the meadows…
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| …of megalomania…
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| Profoundly wounded…
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| I still wonder during my frequent strolls to this rendezvous
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| Such a sight, so pristine…
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| A specimen of beauty in sheer fucking grace
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| Haunted by her image, spread eagle on my bed
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| I need some pills to kill the pain
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| I need some pills to absorb the impression of the dainty, delusive doll
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| …sleeping into the coma of reality
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| The savage beast of lust mock-manly rearing its deceitful head
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| With 666 tattooed upon its bleeding chest
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| Virtue seems like a sheer waste of flesh
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| I smoulder like a fucking cigarette
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| She bestow me the poet’s beauty of phrase, oh, I ejaculate… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dainty Delusive Doll, artist - Enslavement of Beauty. Album song Megalomania, in the genre Метал