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No none would ever have thought
i could cut my flesh as my own
way to kneel and to pray
me willing to kneel and to hail
My will is to struggle for gaining
the right to suffer in praying
To pray!
Oh my poor blood
oh so poor me
never so pure
It had to be done
oh poor blood
never being so pure
protect me now you!
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You fake!
You faint!
You! Me!
You all!
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You got worry
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Every new Sun fills my mouth with
words apparently supposed to
grant my purpose of achieving
floating distancies and dignity
words such as /beautiful/
you/owe/me/foam/four walls/and bruises
costantly i do believe in
one day when i'll be strong that way
growing wings where my weak parts are
knowing now i got it deeper
I press my forehead against the wall
just to prove me right
i press my forehead until it breaks
just to prove me right
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Father Murphy Italy
Father Murphy is the sound of the Catholic sense of Guilt.
A downward spiral aiming at the bottom of the hollow, and
then digging even deeper.
Father Murphy over the years became one of the most mysterious and enigmatic musical entities coming out of Italy, part of that community that Simon Reynolds and Julian Cope started to call the new “Italian Occult Psychedelia”.
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