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What kind of race . Lack of direction . Just how lunatic to have a nature so deceit . Bewail my reverie . A gambol untried . Lure of carnality and silence in forfeit . Animals, enslaved to pearls of fictionalized worth . Creatures, born from caves into simulated mirth . I'm talking idols of chagrin . Born of posession . Complacement in disguise . Craving and candid as to defy the character's fall . The kisses to drain .
Pedestrian pedigree . What's thought is pain might be desire after all

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Idols Of Chagrin
Celtic Frost



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