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Creaturesque
Lyricist：Arthur Herzog, Billie Holiday, Jr.
There's a distance long between your craving lips
And inspiration chalice
Whose wine like fever, never ending everlasting heat
Eternity vanished
Gather days to make them sands
Falling from your feeble hands
Thought's like views of nothingness
Malice leaves through broken glass
Follows the glass
Rid your eyes of control
Take a naught, a chaos
Perfect clay to sculpt from
Here comes creative passions play
Desire, warm of, a carrion of might
Another string bizarre of violin of mine
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Creative serpent burst, the universal urge so fervid
See the man's becoming Demiurge
Dawn of the force, the perisher fails
Skin forebodes a driven nail
That's a power tempting wise man
And lending colors to the moon
Granting orchid it's charm and splendor
Soon it comes, the light itself
Seems to be not of this Earth
Not of this Earth
Rid your eyes of control
Take a naught, a chaos
Perfect clay to sculpt from
Here comes creative passions play
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