Flora Of Evil
Mrtva Vod
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Down there
Hear the marshes whispering
Embraced by crooked branches
Out of reach of light
Down there
The mist is ever present
Overwhelms with nasty flavors
Every breath of mine
May the silence be trampled
With curses I spit
As I'm loosing my patience
To give up on my spirit
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As I'm sinking deep down
Below the surface of anything real
To become into one
With the flora of evil
With the flora of evil
Down there
Hear the marshes whispering
Embraced by crooked branches
Out of reach of light
Down there
The mist is ever present
Overwhelms with nasty flavors
Every breath of mine