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Septic Flesh - Little Music Box Lyrics

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  • In a deserted dirty station.
  • A passenger is in wait.
  • He has a ticket for the last train.
  • The trip is not so long.
  • A dance on the edge of a bridge that was left uncompleted.
  • Last stop to nowhere.
  • An old brown hat upon his head fails to block the liar sun.
  • His cloth is the yellow dust, he looks so tired.
  • The trip is not so long.
  • A dance on the edge of a bridge that was left uncompleted.
  • One more glimpse at his silver clock.
  • Its white disc is almost liquid.
  • The twelve numbers are something distant.
  • The trip is not so long.
  • A dance on the edge of a bridge that was left uncompleted.
  • Last stop to nowhere.
  • His life, his memories will be left back.
  • Nothing to carry on this journey.
  • There are no luggages aside him.
  • The train has arrived as a shadow at night
  • And its whistle is giving the signal.
  • Last stop to nowhere.
  • In a deserted, dirty station.
  • A passenger is in wait.
  • He has a ticket for the last train.
  • The trip is not so long.
  • A dance on the edge of a bridge that was left uncompleted.
  • Last stop to nowhere.

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