Текст, перевод и аккорды “Naked Trees”
- Once colourful dream now swing like dead paratroops from the naked trees. Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar for the carrion perched high atop the naked trees. A flower on a bed of brittle leaves. A mass grave of tiny angels fallen from the heavens of the naked trees. Rot beautiful creature all lifeless and serene. A patch of scorched earth. Naked beneath the naked trees.
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