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Steampianist feat. Vocaloid Oliver
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The Perfumer's Perfect Fumes
Rusty frame of chandelier,
It is our memoir,
Close your eyes there's nothing to fear.
Some metallic smell of you,
An adulterous perfume,
Brings me right out from the blues.
All the creations of this world accumulate,
Millions of lives and souls forged into one.
A smell that no one will be able to recreate,
Disintegrate.
Let me,
Take your aroma and dissect the parts of you,
That messes up with my rationality.
Let me breathe in your spice,
Your stench, your retulent, animalistic scent,
Your nourishment.
Flaky nails and crumbled hair,
How much pleasure you can bear,
In my flask is your despair.
The seductive smell of you,
Makes all my chains go loose,
Sampling your sapid juice.
All the creations of this world originate,
From the casket made of warm blood and flesh.
A life that no one will be able to procreate,
Inoculate.
Let me,
Take your aroma and dissect the parts of you,
That gives birth to my new,
Identity.
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Let them breathe in my seed,
My scent, my new fragrance, its my revolution,
I am the King
Of this world,
Manipulating all you blind puppets,
History unfolds.
I took your hand and kissed you one last time,
Tomorrow, I'll need
A new specimen.
. . .
All the creations of this world accumulate
Millions of lives and souls forged into one.
Perfume that no one will be able to recreate,
Pulls my breath away.
Let me
Take your aroma and dissect the parts of you,
That tries to disobey my,
Sovereignty.
Let them breathe our fruit,
Our love, our essence,
I shall build my new nation.
Finally I can be the person I imagined to be,
And my love guaranteed,
To be pleasing.
Though being loved is a little suffocating,
I'll enjoy till I am split,
Into pieces, ashes.
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