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  6. Zouzou
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  8. Zorica Brunclik
  9. Zoofilia
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  6. Abençoa Nossa Reunião
  7. Cumpramos os Requisitos de Deus
  8. Não os Temais!
  9. As Coisas Bonitas de Deus
  10. Declaremos as Boas Novas Eternas
  11. Ainda Existem Cowboys
  12. Eu Não Quero Amar Você
  13. Setsujou Hyakka Ryouran
Confira a Letra The Collision

A Static Lullaby

The Collision

In motion she swipes past your fence
With a blur that bleed into one
Embellish her with beauty and
Embellish her with sight and sound

The stylish way to make someone
You love hit the ground
She swept me off my feet this time
She swept me off my feet this time

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide

Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That's running through our veins

Like martyrs who take their lives
In the sacrifice for the ones that they love
I'm vulnerable, I'm spread out
And I'm facing the blade

Until our curves, they melt into one
Until our curves, they melt into one
I have to make these words
Carry after I'm gone

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide

Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That's running through our veins

Her pictures line upon the shelf
The portrait smiles back around
(Embrace)

If I held her up to the light
What would I find out about?
(Expose)

So reveals the secrets
Of my vixen in the scarlet dress
A life comes full circle

Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide

Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
That's running through our veins

I guess we lost the war
They said we'd last forever
When we both, we both collide

In silhouettes they see themselves
Like floating sheets from which they laid
The ghostly shape takes form from who we are

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