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letras de depressive age – port graveyard

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what a special taste has desert sand
that seeps all through my skin
no more unreal shapes of caravans
shall lead me to nothing
fade away
i tried to save what’s left in my life
fade
away
heaven can wait and h-ll shall die

freedom – my desire
gratis – not for to hire
sandsea – i’m a sailor
landlord of my port: graveyard

burning witches of these desert lands
please, satisfy my thirst as lovely as you can
i will suck you out on all your tongues
firejuice ’til i get drunk

patience – my desire
gratis – not for to hire
sandsea – i’m a sailor
landlord of my port: graveyard

lonelyness that i fear for years
what a good state and i have it here
that’s my aim and no one needs to bury me

wind bring me the sand
to cover my end

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