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Texty: Kiss The Anus Of A Black Cat. Salt.

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Through the desert

And towards solitude.

Runs the black horse.

I didn't look back anymore.

The desert,

And famine ruled the earth.

With head erect,

Pronounce rambling sentences.

Drivel

As I recalled the night.

Drivel,

The essence remains undying.



The moon,

How I love the moon.

And you,

How I loved you.



Into a blizzard,

2000 cavalrymen.

There forever.

Where the world coils and wavers.

It is deserted,

Towards dissolution.

So spit,

All that remains is salt.

Drivel

As I recalled the night.

Drivel,

The essence remains undying.



The moon,

How I love the moon.

And you,

How I loved you.