Текст (слова) песни: Yattering - ... An Inanimate

An inanimate
Blood - red spot
Awakes curiobity
Of the crowd passing by
Still warm pieces of
A short life
Bits of human flesh
Deprived of shape
Reached by fate
Enhances common fear
Of the crowd passing by
Its fate breathes deep
Its fate witers nearby
Smoking and coughing
Biting nails
He may recognize
Half - dried drops of blood
And a smell
The exciting fragrance
Of broken innocence
The tuths endangered
So off he goes
With a tear in his eye
And the same
Question - why?
Slowly he dissapears
Among the indifferent crowd
Passing by...
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... An Inanimate
....Taken Due...
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Chase Of Thoughts
Damaged
Escape From The Scheme
Exterminate
Eyes Can See..
Inflow (Thought From Outside)
Life For Life
Living Bomb
Lost Within
Murderer (You Are)
Non Adapted Socially
Non Typical Homo
Panic In A Sea Of Blood
Pleasure
Schism
Sentence (To Die)
Sexual Trauma
Temptation Of A Crime
The Art Of The 20Th Century
The Feeling
The Murderer
The Species
Unnormally Zone