I wish I was Tex Perkins
I wish I was Tex
Poj‹ se mnou, m—j synu, poj‹,nauŠ¡m t vci mocn‚,s mou
Vid¡m, vid¡m cestu zlou - Šernì stopy jdou,trosky krutìch v lek
I look for you, Creating PowerWhat has become of you?How
Aphor: Powerful forces, spells and mists,rivers overflowing their banks,Dark str
D‚mon £toŠ¡ na k›¡dlech hr—zyD‚mon £toŠ¡ na k›¡dlech hr—zyD�
Thousand of voices use to be heard in distanceTell tales
Awakened in the nightimeI walk through death's doorRing Satan'sThe red
In the dark Vagina of the SpacePenis of the Life
I turn over the yellowish pagesThe parchment falls apart among
Through all the endless SpacesLike a dark track of TimeRuns
Carried by the wind is the dust of the ruined
During the sleep like Black Butterflies they'll come flyingThe old
I dance on grey skullsOf just hipocrites!On my shoulders I
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