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Thirdmoon - Grotesque Chapter II lyrics

Artist: Thirdmoon

album: Bloodforsaken


Cold the dawn made of morning dew
Relic pictures covered with dust
Black tears flow from cloned eyes
The fall of grace
Grotesque astral blood hurts my living
I need to punish my mind, my salvation
Tearstained snow embraced in summer
Cosmic utopia arrives
Perrenial odium
The blood on my hands dissolves but
Grotesque astral blood hurts my living
I need to punish my mind, my salvation
Grotesque astral blood hurts my living
I need to punish my mind, my salvation
Grotesque astral blood hurts my living
I need to punish my mind, my salvation

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