[...Revelations]
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В колонках играет - Mourning Beloveth
My revelations are unspoken
The dim of thoughts concealed inside...
I leave the silence hang unbroken
I leave my eloquence resigned.
These words already overfill me
Like water pours out of the cup.
Untold, they have no chance to kill me
But if I finally speak up
They will. When they apply for freedom,
I lightly lick them off my lips...
The words of love. Last time I hid'em,
Today they get too tart to keep...
Come, have a tiny crimson sip!
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[292x432]My revelations are unspoken
The dim of thoughts concealed inside...
I leave the silence hang unbroken
I leave my eloquence resigned.
These words already overfill me
Like water pours out of the cup.
Untold, they have no chance to kill me
But if I finally speak up
They will. When they apply for freedom,
I lightly lick them off my lips...
The words of love. Last time I hid'em,
Today they get too tart to keep...
Come, have a tiny crimson sip!
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