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作曲 : Marcel Bochnig Within my stomach there is a hole In which my dreams dwell On the highest plateau Under the tree having blossoms of light My dreams are hands Grabbing the nothingness And their mouths Consume the world My skin feels rusty And I cry tears of acid My skin feels rusty And I cry tears of acid When I moan to the cryptic winds The sky is absolute and always Omega
