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SINGER: Canaan
SONG:Roomaskin
I'll die without my mask for death is life's theatre: a veilless oriental girl lost in time's escapeless drifts. Crushed world's blood wet the closed doors of eden, upward waterfalls into closed mental spaces. Where's my heaven ? roomaskin, snakeskin, frames in oblivion. Room mask skin.
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