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Woorden: Elysian Fields. Cities Will Fall.

Born of your rib was my first catacomb
Back raging inside you
I finally felt home
How could I prepare for the final feedback
Now I'm scanning the heavens and ballin the jack
We traded our secrets, melted the chill
He wept in my water
He's rising it still
Sucked on the marrow until we were blind
In the wake of this nightmare I'm losing my mind
You said cities will fall
Cities will fall
Have no regrets in spite of it all
As the walls tumble down
I won't rest 'til I've found you
Parallel wave length anointed musk waves
Pornography gardens winding our maze
Delivered my shame to your altar divine
And now I'm your prisoner
Embalmed in your shrine

You said cities will fall
Cities will fall
Have no regrets in spite of it all
As the walls tumble down
I won't rest 'til I've found you
My sacrosanct priest, my medicine man
Bathing me, blazing me utopian
Apocalypse rising
We saw it play out
Chasing the moon
Your siren's devout
You said cities will fall
Cities will fall
Have no regrets in spite of it all
As the walls tumble down
I'll be wrapped around you

Elysian Fields
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