Catapilla - Thank Christ For George | Текст песни

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• Catapilla
• Thank Christ For George

Her remains,
men in some tomb,
he hands off a last light.
I heard a clinched
means words you fenced with,
to protect.
to protect.

An image,
liberally coiled,
around him.


He started to
tenderly unfold.
She failed,
at least she learned.
He knows a restricted
silenced tune.
Drifting to you at night,
start right.

An image,
carefully foiled,
around him.


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