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DISTURBED lyrics : "art"

they used to
meet in group
Separate jobs

according to task

some are for spring

while the others chose fire
blackness dominates
heat bursts


transparency are on their faces
their mark is a move



they swell

and even closes

they did something

for the bloody room
they are the roots
who crave for water


their crackle are different
as hard as a log

is what they carry
and it pops

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