Gott, Der Kartograph - биография, альбомы, песни, клипы

desperate for air, swallow whole

the salty sea, the damp old sea

lips kissed by thy withered sun

a strange light neither mystic

a sharp turn of the tongue

clicks into place

heart lies beneath,

chained to a virginal bed

scrolls set wide chase

the tail of the sky

the effervescent night

they break the ripples

that indulge the hand

whose lines drawn stretch

beyond the grey dawn,

Gott, Der Karograph




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