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Quatre doigts
under the sun dance / you saw me naked
you were behind my neck / turning off the light of the sand
swallowing the space / as black hole does
I'm corrupting the void now / that's how I judge your will
your logic rapes mine / I know that the rotten cries in my mouth
are your gift / silence steals my right lens
one of my eyes is red / it's your gift
rhythm repeated im my head / makes me be the one you see / more than you won't ever be able to sympathize with /'cos our wave frequencies burn before the decoding
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