Angel Dust
Come slowly , slowly come
Stay with me , inside deep down
Make me murderer, make me vain
Play with me, beautiful deadly game
Split the day in two half
Divide myself in sorrow and laugh
Peaceful night takes pieces of mine
Without single move, I be like Line
Begging world's progress just a web
Skull moves faster than legs
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