| Blister’d be their envious tongues
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| Cut 'em well like a cunt yet to be satisfied
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| Had I only the poison mixed, the sharp vengeance knife, the suicide
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| Whilst dry sorrow drinks our blood
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| The torture still roars in dismal hell
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| The mortal paradise of such sweet flesh became the purgatory
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| (indeed) the (very) hell itself
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| Cut me out of the tragedy, exhibit me as I wear thy lunacy
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| Can heaven be so envious, as to keep me in absence fro' thee…
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| Whilst dry sorrow drinks our blood
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| The torture still roars in dismal hell
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| The mortal paradise of such sweet flesh became the purgatory
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| (indeed) the (very) hell itself
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| I desecrated the disgusting cross
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| Upon which the prince of lies apparently died
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| Once upon a November cold
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| When I cunningly committed my suicide…
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| Everyone was bored with love
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| -and God was never more distant
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| Affliction is enamoured of thy lovely parts
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| And thou art wedded to calamity
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| Luciferous serpentine, hid with a flowering face
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| Appearing everywhere
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| I was infected with thy poison
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| My tongue profoundly possessed by affirmatives
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| All slain, all dead, the tragedy was woe enough
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| If it had only ended there
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| Exhilarated to death in bondage unison, filling the soulvoid with hate
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| Love laid in exhile’s chains, so what the hell is there to celebrate…
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| Faretheewell, faretheewell…
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| One kiss and I’ll descend into the blooming pits of hell
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| The darling deeds of autumn
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| The dying buds of May
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| Cupid painted dour with lust
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| Raining energy as we decay… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Dying Buds of May, artist - Enslavement of Beauty. Album song Megalomania, in the genre Метал