Texty písní ZEROKARMA Eternity VI. Song Of Prostration And Introversion (5. ..

VI. Song Of Prostration And Introversion (5. ..

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You - with no sense
Just waste of means
Machine with potential
Running free

You - with no taste
Dull flesh with bones
Squeezing the mind
Being at wit's end

Down! Coming down! Bloody shit! What kind!

You - with no gracefulness
Soaked all the negative
Yet only dignity
Which for centuries wait

Down! Coming down! Bloody shit! What kind!

What kind of bloody shit coming down!?
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