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letra de onirica - wine garden

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hard times, these are the days of the toss
welcome to the city at the end of the world
can’t believe to what i see
insect-men who cannot bleed
i’m going down with my madness

we live our lives on a concrete pillow
spirits of desolation, prayers to a needle god
the fisher king had no sons
i rip the flesh from my bones
holy grail that’s full of gasoline

for all who fell in the dark
the fight for dignity forced into whisperings
we are refugees in a sanctuary of the mind
but it makes our body to die

sister, can’t you see, in this world there are many more ways to die
brother, don’t you leave both your arms to the evil lords of dream
k!ller, faceless worm, i’ll root out the post-modern john barleycorn
shelter, riverbed, in the deep the high battle has just begun

i had a job before the witches to come
when we could have a dream, but we sold it too
reptile eyes stare at me
shivery as i see
jackals hungry of me

behind a wrecking car in the suburbia
looking for a hope inside
the needle and the spoon
dreamlike anchors to the noon
dancing apes on my tomb

- wine garden

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