Ne Obliviscaris - Curator lyrics

rate me

Retreat the matter

Woken by a scene of bare feces

It's seems I've lost control

Erasing the death smokers

Beg you within it, the retro-machine

The hunger of many that were

No reason, wallow by hollow grave

Curator!

Radiant

Blinding horizon

Familiar sunrise

Where are ya hiding

What exceeds this life

A tear dropping down

Behold! Behold!

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