The Number Twelve Looks Like You Lyrics
Civeta Dei.

pick up this doll, and watch the girl dream cups
spill, what holds, what holds, what holds
tomorrow. clenching the fist, raising the brow...
as glass enters the vein. justice shines, in her
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dark eyes... as an amber sky drips a tear upon a
sunset. this is seraph's dream... ten crowns drop.
parchment paper crumbles, when the curtain falls.
shade this tribulation in pastels... silk feelings
hurt... the river holds the color you describe as
love.