The Perfume of Traitors Death in June
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[Verse 1]
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
[Chorus]
Unsure and uncomfortable, we struggle towards you
God is now here, God is nowhere
Unsure and uncomfortable, we struggle towards you
God is now here, God is nowhere
[Verse 2]
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
The income, the outcome, the sodomy in silence
I'll drink your tears from this drought of love
The income, the outcome, the sodomy in silence
I'll drink your tears from this drought of love
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
[Chorus]
Unsure and uncomfortable, we struggle towards you
God is now here, God is nowhere
Unsure and uncomfortable, we struggle towards you
God is now here, God is nowhere
[Verse 2]
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
The income, the outcome, the sodomy in silence
I'll drink your tears from this drought of love
The income, the outcome, the sodomy in silence
I'll drink your tears from this drought of love
We go to sleep with the perfume of traitors
A nosegay, a Saturn day, we'll pillage upon return
Digging up grief and spreading the debt
Capri on the Styx, a mere bagatelle
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