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Saint Vitus

pochette album Bitter truth
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Date de parution : 24/01/2006

Durée : 0:06:54

Style : Rock

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I knew a man, i 'm proud to say
But he couldn't live in a world he couldn't see

Hidden patterns genetic mold

The laws of life, it 's ways are cold

No one seemed to know for sure

A knowing look of falling to death 's door

Living unreal, time is to steal

Booking passage on a journey unknown

Blackened veins of nihilistic sadness

A painted mask substance induced gladness
With a spike or from a bottle

Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper blotter

He was a man, was fear's machine
Sickness don't fail, don't succumb to self-esteem

Unseen vessel, undreamed flight

No one knows if you were wrong or if you were right

R.i.p. h.b.

(dedicated to dough (h.b.) caldwell - r.i.p.)

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