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Текст песни: Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
Love
Children outcry, "grandfather sky"
Rivers surviving through her eye
We certify, how you falsify
The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
Oceans calcified, ego's gratified
I won't be crucified nor terrified, I'm not terrified
Before we say goodbye, no need to falsify
The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicion
We are being sodomized by repetition
Dark gray, matter-of-fact sky
Nannies our nights with our half-sister moon
Why can't we switch automatically to eco-centric persuasions?
Why can't we ditch autocracy for eco-centric persuasions now?
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicion
We are being sodomized by repetition
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
Love
Children outcry, "grandfather sky"
Rivers surviving through her eye
We certify, how you falsify
The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
Oceans calcified, ego's gratified
I won't be crucified nor terrified, I'm not terrified
Before we say goodbye, no need to falsify
The beauty of a moth turned butterfly, butterfly
Spare me the night, trampled upon by submission
Amassed within one's own inhibition
Where the only prohibition is love
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicion
We are being sodomized by repetition
Dark gray, matter-of-fact sky
Nannies our nights with our half-sister moon
Why can't we switch automatically to eco-centric persuasions?
Why can't we ditch autocracy for eco-centric persuasions now?
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicions
We are being sodomized by repetitions
We are being sacrificed by our own suspicion
We are being sodomized by repetition
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