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Please, forget me​.​.​.

from PAIN VOL​.​II by Museum Of Past Artifacts

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Since the sunrise till the sundown
Your toxic memories infest my mind

You still poison the lakes of my hope
With your unnecessary presence
The existence of your remembers in my brain

This lost foundation is pointless
But no matter how hard I try
You’ll never going to leave me

Because you love my pain
Since the sunrise till the sundown
Your toxic memory

Haunted by your ghost
Insomnia embraces me with shame
Just make my dream come true
And cut my neck and drink my blood

JUST GET OUT OF MY MIND

What is the purpose to live this empty life?
When everything and everyone decline with the years
Fuck the smile face of the rest
I hate your fucking happiness
Today and tomorrow are just like the yesterday
Just potential memories that will crush me
New theoretic scars in my old skin

THIS LIFE AIN'T WORTH LIVING
What do you feel when you see the reflection of the sun in your window?
Do you feel the warmness of the shining sun?
Or do you feel repulsion by the blindness light?
Close your eyes and pretend to be the corpse that will never wake up

Since the sunrise till the sundown
Your toxic memory
Keeps end and end and end
All my sanity is near to be crushed
By your fucking ghost inside of my head

And the sun round and round and round
Breaking every bond between the life and the death
We are separate by the two sides of the mirror
Of the two absolute states of the nature of this reality that we own
This is our unstoppable and unavoidable tragic
Since the sunrise till the sundown
Your toxic memory
Keeps end and end and end
All my sanity is near to be crushed
By your fucking ghost inside of my head

And the sun round and round and round

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from PAIN VOL​.​II, released October 31, 2015

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Museum Of Past Artifacts is metamorphosis made pure irony and melancholy made misshapen music, Mörk Darthanas is dead, his music is dead.

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