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It's time that burns
Your early childhood, your spleen
Sewn heart
All dreams silenced
When the worst came
Death without warning ©venir
Six feet under the grass
Missing is just a verb
For idiots who drum their drums
Under the triumphant arc of bling-bling
Am stram gram
Everything tears away my soul
But my heart in the light
From one of your atmospheric kisses
N' is here to beat the hell out
In all eternity
In all eternity
Before our atoms go
Playing with the Devil
I'm clinging to you
I'm clinging to you
Chamade
It's love that cries famine
Eyes in boot buttons
In mazes
Of memories like bullets
When the time comes
Of the comrade in full tears
Six feet under the grass
To miss is no longer even a verb
For the techno-skulls who nag
to predict for us the tomorrows of China
But our dogs know
The future can only be read in the streets
And my heart in the light
Of one of your atmospheric kisses
Is there than to beat the hell out
In all eternity
In all eternity
Before our atoms go
Mad to face the Devil
I cling to you
I cling to you
Chamade
It's time that burns
Your early childhood, your spleen
br/>All candor drunk
Magic broken
When the blur came
Death. Where are you?
Six feet under ruins
Missing is nothing but rhyme
For idiots who drum their drums
Under the triumphant arc of bling bling
Am stram gram
Everything tears away my soul
But my heart in the light
Of one of your atmospheric kisses
Isn't there than to beat the hell out
In all eternity
In all eternity
Before our atoms go
Mad I'm clinging to you the soul...