The Big Tree

Technicolor

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Hang that space
that you always said to me.

So, this is the end
and don´t care for the pain i feel.

Stay with the things
that my blood gave to you.

Fuck with the destiny
And let the mouths tlak alone.

Talk alone.

Be the ice
Os my entair body
And see my face in hole black.

Eat my skin,
Burn my eyes,
Bite my neck
And have you desire done.

Hang thet space
that you always said to me.

So, this is the end
and don´t care for the pain i feel.

Stay with the things
that my blood gave to you.

Fuck with the destiny
And let the mouths tlak alone.

Talk alone.

But this is just
What i need
To feel that
Strange thing
And i won´t
Do any scream
But i´ll need
More to belive.

Ahhhh!!!!