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Altar Of Plagues

pochette album Burnt year
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Date de parution : 30/04/2013

Durée : 0:04:4

Style : Rock

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Beating bright and in the eye, the isles of the body they turn.
They are shaped by the flood, the onset of a blindness.
Leeched, and wearied, unfolding somewhere else.
It is gone and the body is stood blind.
Back through, a dirge, a remedy and a fever.
Borders sketched without song.
A child was buried here.
Here, my son was buried.
And god danced around the coffin.
And we danced with your god.
And i watched my mothers body, raped by a prophet.
I watched my son die.

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