Strangest Of Fruits

Strangest Of Fruits lyrics

GenreGotico
Duration4:05
Original languageEnglish
Views110
Lyrics coordinates

Original lyrics

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Wild beast city Boiler of souls We chalenge you tonight. Garden of evil Mother of al whores You melt into the night. We gave you blod You gave back nothing But you guided us To the strangest of fruits. We found ourselves Dried out of felings By the biterswet taste Of the strangest of fruits Caled life. Each star tonight Has a friend's name Of friends that were lost