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Smell of Pain

Shadows Land

Through the wind, through the rustle of shrub
In the mist of setting sun
In the mist
Burning in blood of flower rapture lips
Silence of silent in dark water of night
Silence of silent
In dark sides, in bush of graves
Depth of dream and enormity of thirst
Depth of dream
Their spirits sink in poison worlds
In bag of longing in old tombs of mildew Smell of Pain

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