Текст и слова песни 3rd And The Mortal, The – So pure
So pure
Once again inhaling the poison
Aggressive
Turquoise
Powdery
Fluttering oxygen
This room
This irregular galaxy
This glassy stone
Falling from your skull
That s all
As if I was alive
An event
A journey
Uncompleted
But still fishing...
Your appearance could melt
So pure
Once again inhaling the poison
Aggressive
Turquoise
Powdery
Fluttering oxygen
This room
This irregular galaxy
This glassy stone
Falling from your skull
That s all
As if I was alive
An event
A journey
Uncompleted
But still fishing...
Your appearance could melt
So pure
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