Silhouette: In White Rooms: Vacant Bodies

The light of the sun - is so cold down here
 My dirty desert tongue - licking like dogs forever
 Open wounds never heal - for a slave in its flesh
 The scent of joy we feel - A naked soul crushed
 
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 It's all empty - it's all white
 It's all empty - empty as the sky
 
Silence & happiness in one - but way too many insects
 You, yours and all of them - you are all like rats
 Crawl into the light cold - celebrate your new skin
 Dead and clean to the wound - An escapee of all sins
 
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