daemonaut dressed to imperfection şarkı sözleri

Draining the fields of their rot Planning outside leave behind Why is this the afterbirth Rather now the deadly clot Dressed to imperfect Expect the un-enact Dealing a cold hand Deftly measured pilot's treasure Quite the lesson sans the coach Grown-man, not sealed, in the damned How did the glib still rebel Warning fates within the din Dressed to imperfect Expect the un-enact Dealing a cold hand Deftly measured pilot's treasure Heretofore teacher You're not the feature Perfection manifests Commencement calmly resting Render severed hands Trifle efforts bedfellows
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