secrets of your trade And then put your little demon inside me 'Til I?m made no less than utterly possessed When you sing like an angel And I fall at your feet
up the secrets of your trade & then put your little demon inside me Til I?m made no less than utterly possessed When you sing like an angel, & I fall at your feet
my triangular rhythms... Systematic rotations of my words cause cataclysms [Verse 5: Breath of Judah] In the farthest universal At your communion Neffum council Beings come to some planets in your
terms in conditions of un-sati fact destiny magnet Where the ebony should of cracked shit ratio tragic Lose sight suit oh mavericks clash at futility
ebony and navy with cane lashings (well, you're right) grip your pointed stick, incite your riot I'll sell your worth in a bottle at profit, explain my
Horizontally Like a filing to a magnet Like the long descent of rain I am drawn I fall against the ball And lose paprika plains I suckle at my mother
rhythms... Systematic rotations of my words cause cataclysms [Verse 5: Breath of Judah] In the farthest universal At your communion Neffum council Beings come to some planets in your
mind and body journey together in a parallel reality I realize that if I'm falling, at least I'm free I never want my feet to take me home
翻訳: 磁気. 足元には秋.
drifting Horizontally Like a filing to a magnet Like the long descent of rain I am drawn I fall against the ball And lose paprika plains I suckle at my