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Last, Proximate End

from ON by Silence, Exile & Cunning

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You go upon your railway to celebrate your agony when you paid
All your fogs and there is only a flurry, but you don’t care and you cast all your reasons

The cash-desk is in front of your eyes,
The market is next to the pub or was it far away?
From the street and the pavement it’s curving like your meltin-point

A protestant visitor is going to change his life and now is pruning his hair
The world has dead when love talked us and now
We’re all together in our

RIT
Last, proximate end track the toxic spirit in your land
And don’t feel what he said and screamed about plastic surgery

We’re running in marathon the street is full of night
Discussion on your life, the hell is in your sight
Were you an innocent and was your work right?

Words in your life are always like a sea that you can’t supervise
A suspicious character is running in this line
And your eyes are grey and alone in the night

RIT
Last, proximate end track the toxic spirit
And don’t feel what he said and scream about plastic surgery

Beautiful the world in your dreams, typhoon isn’t here
But is…

In your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes
Are they filled up with night?

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from ON, released February 5, 2016

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Silence, Exile & Cunning Milano, Italy

"I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it call itself my home, my fatherland or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can, and as wholly as I can, using for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use... Silence, Exile, and Cunning." ... more

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