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作曲 : Marcel Bochnig All beauty is irony As our bones touch and melt Your oesseus hands fondle my stunted face Eyes of ivory And paper skin I see my face in your eyes Your shivering fingers, Your bloody lips In mine Etching kisses Fusing minds and body Into a disfigured siamese symbiosis
