Grotesque Chapter II
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Lyrics
Cold the dawn made of morning dew Relic pictures covered with dust Black tears flow from cloned eyes The fall of grace Grotesque astral blood hurts my living I need to punish my mind, my salvation Tearstained snow embraced in summer Cosmic utopia arrives Perrenial odium The blood on my hands dissolves but Grotesque astral blood hurts my living I need to punish my mind, my salvation ♪ Grotesque astral blood hurts my living I need to punish my mind, my salvation ♪ Grotesque astral blood hurts my living I need to punish my mind, my salvation
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:34
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 126 BPM