Moribund Oblivion - Robert oppenheimer Sözleri

Within a dark room
Doors were closed, glaces were upset
There's something bohemian inside you
With your messy hair
Was the ruthless wrinkles on your face
Actually reflections of that
Ruthless potential deep inside

In the cities on the streets
An insistant hurry you had
You bonny, calloused hands were hudge
Obliviously you were insistantly hardworking
On one hand scientists leading mortality
Namely you!
Robert the killer!


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Moribund Oblivion

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