Hamlet (act III Sc. IV)

Chants of Maldoror

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Words slide so slowly
Lest the secret of your soul
Will be revealed…
But every lie shall suffocate me!
Is maybe in our essence
That hate devoures ourselves
And what I'm asking for is
…instead your heart!
Sky locks their gates
And we stay where
Temptations hurt
Defenceless will…
Words slide so slowly
Lest the secret of your soul
Will be revealed…
But every lie shall suffocate me!
We yearn for the Absence
And a far-off Paradise Our furtive loves disclosed
By a glance of guilt!
Sky locks their gates
And we stay where
Temptations hurt
Defenceless will…
Sky locks their gates
And we stay where
Temptations are…