Circle Of Dead Children - Harvest At Dawn (enter Fertility) lyrics

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Circle Of Dead Children - Harvest At Dawn (enter Fertility) lyrics

Everything around me shrinks and expands Memories compacted Fantasies extracted Suspend me from the floor and push the ceiling nearer This is just a reenactment of the thoughts projected from your eyes The faces and names are not real Only the tears, blood and gla** are authentic We link hands and dreams to become the map of the damned Found a wound across my ribs, soft and fresh as a ballet shoe To finger and feed Memories flaccid Fantasies reenacted Finger and feed