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Teksty: Quiet Child. Dark Heart of Pleasure.

The dark heart of pleasure
Comes in waves
Or sometimes ripples
Could I stop it if I wanted?

At midnight the sun rose
Bullying the shadows
I just want the honesty
To come spilling out
And drown me

Behind the cliche
I am truly disappearing

As dark thoughts and pleasure
Link hands together
Quiet Child