Tekst:
Dekadent Venera Trial And Tribulation

that Wall It's You Now what do you feel when you're far from here Where is your Heart Where falls your Tear Doubt and despair shall hamper and stew your

of brave And I do remember I've been here before standing 'gainst the mountain of Praise, Admiration and of Scorn And I know I've been there before venerating

of Thrill and joy that we need Hours and hours for our Hearts to feed with all Emotion that we breed Gifts we gave and Thoughts we saved are Traps we used and

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Bright morning on Dark Sunday Broke into my Dream Calm and rapture faded Your impression dimmed Wish I'd never wake again, wish You'd never leave Wish

utter We've been given the Voice of Reason Now, why did they stutter? No more! Your Voice is free! It's a Trial & Tribulation Years of sorrow and lamentation