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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

Friends

 friends
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my heart is not beating much, but i can hear it condemning me
where do I start from when all my friends are gone?
i can only trust the dead because they can't harm me anymore

at the peak of loneliness, I ask myself, how am I loved?
what is it, and which version should I trust
they all give me the same feelings, but the end is always disappointing
from the closest of them all to the furthest

it starts out with ordinary trust, then it changes gears midway
betrayal seems like the order of life;
it seems like there's a conflict of interest
every day seems like the last

as I got old, I never learned,
in life, there's a different lesson every day
Hope is a killer for a shallow soul
adored as a wealth mine for the greedy
I might be a fringe to be served on someone's plate for an anniversary...
I've made it this far

I've been living the moments since my arrival, to say
hello, I've got to go back to the land I have wandered off from
penance echoes for a time through my ill-colored soul
I've been on too many sides

inspired by myself as a failed role model
I struggle to stay away  from  all the things I represented
a negative role model for the meek
a positive plate for the hungry
so, when the hour comes, I might say:
my friends, I've missed the dead,
so goodby and i might see you again in your thoughts.
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lyrics & vocals by azdi404
music credit: rain by Exilian

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