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dors, belle âme
01:16
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When the young man came back home
He took his head in both hands
Full of science
Brain
Rich brain
Do you hear the madness flow?
Asking for a barrier
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
Asking for a barrier
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
When the home man came back home
He heard sad scales sound
Piano crying in the night
Scales
Old scales
We search and search again
Her husband locked me out
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
Her husband locked me out
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
When the young man came back home
He stuck his nose into his soul
Where all his troubles ferment
Soul, sweet soul, their oil's too old
for your flame
Night's everywhere outside
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
Night's everywhere outside
Then this young man
with problems loaded
Found a sharp knife
a gift in its sheath
Blade take aim
Be sharper than any dame
And you, O God, forgive me now
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
And you O God, forgive me now
Dig a ditch, dig it deep
When the gravedigger reached his home
He saw it was a sweet soul
The sort that nowadays is rare
Soul
Sleep sweetly my soul
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(Once upon a time, somewhere miles and miles beneath the surface of the ocean, there lived a young octopus named Nina. Nina spent most of her time alone making strange creations out of rocks and shells. And she was very happy. But then on Monday the shark showed up. "What's your name?" said the shark. "Nina," she replied. "Do you want to be my friend?" he asked. "OK. What do I have to do?" said Nina. "Not much," said the shark. "Just let me eat one of your arms." Nina had never had a friend before, so she wondered if this was what you had to do to get one. She looked down at her eight arms and decided it wouldn't be so bad to give up one. So she donated an arm to her wonderful new friend. Every day that week, Nina and the shark would play together. They explored caves, built castles of sand, and swam really, really fast. And every night the shark would be hungry, and Nina would give him another one of her arms to eat. On Sunday, after playing all day, the shark told Nina that he was very hungry. "I don't understand," she said. "I've already given you six of my arms, and now you want one more?" The shark looked at her with a friendly smile and said, "I don't want one. This time I want them all." "But why?" Nina asked. And the shark replied, "because that's what friends are for." When the shark finished his meal, he felt very sad and lonely. He missed having someone to explore caves, build castles, and swim really, really fast with. He missed Nina very much. So he-- he swam away to find another friend.)
It's not that "I feel alive" anymore, it's that i can't think about anything when my blood is exposed. The pain never ends. I'm sinking. I'm drowning. It's all i have left.
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世界の終わりと夜明け前
i n s t r u m e n t a l
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vainness
01:35
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Come witness the end devouring.
Reminded of how nothing will be easy for me.
(empty lungs, my home)
Wasting breath and void days inside a sarcophagus.
(empty lungs, my home)
My skin's the only thing that will never leave me.
(well, it's been said)
My skin's the only thing that will never leave me.
(well, it's the end)
All the things left unsaid stay with us forever. I blame myself. All the things left unsaid stay with us forever. I blame myself. Words of what I've yet to see like nails dripping with lies.
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