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Creaturesque
Lyricist:Arthur Herzog, Billie Holiday, Jr.
There's a distance long between your craving lips And inspiration chalice Whose wine like fever, never ending everlasting heat Eternity vanished
Gather days to make them sands Falling from your feeble hands Thought's like views of nothingness Malice leaves through broken glass Follows the glass
Rid your eyes of control Take a naught, a chaos Perfect clay to sculpt from Here comes creative passions play
Desire, warm of, a carrion of might Another string bizarre of violin of mine Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Creative serpent burst, the universal urge so fervid See the man's becoming Demiurge
Dawn of the force, the perisher fails Skin forebodes a driven nail
That's a power tempting wise man And lending colors to the moon Granting orchid it's charm and splendor
Soon it comes, the light itself Seems to be not of this Earth Not of this Earth
Rid your eyes of control Take a naught, a chaos Perfect clay to sculpt from Here comes creative passions play
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