Rotting corpses of strangers are feeding people of the soil, Everyone of them is carrying a piece of lead within them, When the handle grips the hand, Makes me the Devil, Pushes a wedge into the heart, Only one of us walks away, Your sun, Extinguishes, While watching alongside, as the world slides off the skin, While within the node of the bloody mind extinguishes your sun, Your sun
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mentholviceroy 5 days ago
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mentholviceroy 5 days ago
This new album is such a special piece. Love it.
NerpNev 2 years ago 2
jesszusom =D ez marhajó :O de az hogy lehet hogy te mindig jó zenéket raksz fel? :D köszi ezért is =D
Nirvanic69 2 years ago 3
Jó fül kell hozzá =)
Zumwaloro 2 years ago