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Time heals no wounds!

Broken glass and spoiled wine,
another Friday massacre,
we are lying on the floor wasted, hopeless.

Still i hear your voice from the answer machine.
But there is no tape. No you and me. No you and me

(it is) time to move on!

"This cosmic dance of bursting decadence and withheld permissions, twists all our arms collectively."


Still i hear your voice from the answer machine.
But there is no tape. No you and me. No you and me

Behind your empty smile. There is nothing

Empty walls are whispering gently while she sleeps.
Under black and swollen skies.

Still the old tree telling me stories of the past.
Of one perfect star.

She is not real!

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from There is no solace in the end, released February 12, 2014

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