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Artist: Omnium Gatherum Album: Spirits And August Light
Lyrics
"To get out of smell of mould, to get back on your feet again - let every God have his day" - and again the leather is black as I lie on fragments of Glass, more broke than ever - no more ti amo - trying not to hate the guts We all have - 'cause I got the guts and I feel the guilt - now we still hate It when we play the part of the greek - vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka Vuotaa edelleen - and who swore not to let it out in here just to see the Boots rot away in one's feet - so better ring the bell of whoredom if it Wants to ring, or just forget all perverse offerings - the writhing stays The same even if you got the guts and you feel the guilt - now we still hate It when we play the part of the greek - vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka Vuotaa edelleen - minne sattuu ihmiseen - vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka Vuotaa edelleen
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"Spirits And August Light" album track list
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