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Without Colours

from Puszta l​é​t (remastered) by Agregator

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Behold the lack of comprehension
And the laughter of the lamb
Their tales about the frankness
Like honey on a fence

The lust for a complete life
Is strong and never dies
Just taste your inner fire
And let your daemons rise

These dreams are neverending
Yet the dawn is still too cold

Colourful illusions
Like crosses on the back
In the daylight they can't protect me
Valued prize just ain't worth to get

The visions of a grey world
I have to realize
My daemons want to trick me
Whispering lethal little lies

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from Puszta l​é​t (remastered), released May 23, 2015

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Agregator Tatabánya, Hungary

Dark and melodic death metal, born in the shadows of depleted mines and deserted factories. It sounds like if Paradise Lost would have been mixed with the bands of Gothenburg scene of Sweden.

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