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Empires
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Your secret domains in me are growing bars around the borderline.
Yes my king I swear, yes my king I shall kneel down.
Eyes are drowning, lips are burning. Silence is a cage without bailing out.
The grass dries below my feet, the light shines on my hunger for your speech. The garden fell into neglect in need of answers I will never get.
Eyes are drowning, lips are burning. I am conquered land, but never solid ground.
There´s a stain on the ceiling, above the bed. With one thousand fingers that dip on my chest. There´s a shadow exhaled from the corner walls, where I only see light, which I only trust.
Trust. Trust. Trust.
Everyone tells me, to let you die. Still I feed you, secretly, tiny crumbs pushed through the bars.
Still I feel you , around my legs, fingers and mouths
Still I feel you , around my neck, fingers and hearts, till one by one fall down defeated, till one by one cease to fight back.
Till one by one fall down defeated, till one by one by one by one by one…
Burn my, burn my inner empires.
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Oniric Recordings Jaén, Spain
Oniric Recordings es un pequeño sello de rock creado por personas que amamos la música desde lo más profundo de nuestro ser,
para personas que aman la música con igual pasión.
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Oniric Recordings is a small rock label created by people who love music from the depths of our being, for people who love music with equal passion.
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