Funeralium - First Symptoms | Текст песни

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I played the painter on my skin
And engraved some figures on it

Push them away!!

Suppurated became my draws
The stinking precious waste

Push them away!!


I poured some salt into my wounds
and softened them with cotton-wool

Push them away!!

Attempted to extract this gem
the fucking black bile

Push them away!!

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