Текст песни DISHARMONIC ORCHESTRA - Perishing Passion

The seventh heaven
On the thirteen floor
I hear you knock
Upon my door
My attitudes are platitudes
I surrender to your love
Surrounded by your smell
A snapshot like twisted veins
No more thoughts to tell
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Devotion up to its gains
Delicious smooth warm sin

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