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Idols of chagrin

par Celtic Frost

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What kind of race, lack of direction
Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit
Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried
Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit
Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth
Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth

I´m talking, Idols of Chagrin
Born of posession, complacement in disguise

Craving and candid, as to defy the character´s fall
The kisses you drain, pedestrian pedigree
What´s thought is pain might be desire after all
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