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Vivaldi: The Four Seasons, Violin Concerto in G Minor, Op. 8 No. 2, RV 315 "Summer": III. Presto

de Pentagram

All thoughts wet gray and ugly my mind misunderstood
I see the wind rip through me I’d feel it if I could
Wake some days and feel like life is not for me
I hold my head low and slowly fall down to my knees

Venom inside, unconscious seed
Laughing obscenely it’s telling me
My head’s on fire and all I see
Is this black sky

Shake in desperation I jump at every sound
Throw my face into my hands
My body’s hit the ground
How can this all be over, where will I go from here
My mind’s creation
Suffering revelations writhe around in fear

Venom inside a poison seed
Laughing obscenely it sickens me
My head’s on fire now I see
My life a lie

Ravaging decay in the face of the living
Piece of rotting slow, drifting
Hiding, hungry, weak and aging man

Please help me up from this place I’ve been
Each moment I’m here, I’m in too deep
And I die a little more

My mind was blind but now I see
The Devil inside was a poison seed
Can’t kill my soul, only deceive
Brought back and now I’m free
My life alive

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