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Barbed Wire Somber
by The Wraith
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Deep sleep imagination
Uncaged ravage
Bubbled disorder
Debauchery
We are red as blood
Razor keen
But still our souls remain unclean
As we fall between
Barbed wire somber
Night and day lingers
In the words that escape from memory
A visionary oasis of calm
From the quite storm
The ruin of bliss
Out of touch pleasure
In an unsound luxury
The barbed wire somber
A somnambulistic ecstasy
Underneath the clouded moon
I'm gleaming in the cold of June
Barbed Wire Somber
Deep sleep imagination
Uncaged ravage
Bubbled disorder
Debauchery
We are red as blood
Razor keen
But still our souls remain unclean
As we fall between
Barbed wire somber
Night and day lingers
In the words that escape from memory
A visionary oasis of calm
From the quite storm
The ruin of bliss
Out of touch pleasure
In an unsound luxury
The barbed wire somber
A somnambulistic ecstasy
Underneath the clouded moon
I'm gleaming in the cold of June
Deep sleep imagination
Uncaged ravage
Bubbled disorder
Debauchery
We are red as blood
Razor keen
But still our souls remain unclean
As we fall between
Barbed wire somber
Night and day lingers
In the words that escape from memory
A visionary oasis of calm
From the quite storm
The ruin of bliss
Out of touch pleasure
In an unsound luxury
The barbed wire somber
A somnambulistic ecstasy
Underneath the clouded moon
I'm gleaming in the cold of June
Barbed Wire Somber
Deep sleep imagination
Uncaged ravage
Bubbled disorder
Debauchery
We are red as blood
Razor keen
But still our souls remain unclean
As we fall between
Barbed wire somber
Night and day lingers
In the words that escape from memory
A visionary oasis of calm
From the quite storm
The ruin of bliss
Out of touch pleasure
In an unsound luxury
The barbed wire somber
A somnambulistic ecstasy
Underneath the clouded moon
I'm gleaming in the cold of June
