Fragile Art - Axiom
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The hand on pulse
Throbbing on veins with shivering
Through out the body
The flames of victories
Burn in your soul
But tears of mercy
Are in youre eyes

It's an axiom
Of your existance and life
It's an axiom
Between your fury of death

The sweet of temptation
On our faces
Flesh is dropped down
In blood of vices
With fear of madness
We live every day
With screaming of vengeance
We're ready to die

No more winners of this games
No more victims of this pain
Eternal fight, endless pain
We're ready to die