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7 марта 24, 03:40
Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Antaeus : Blood Libels : Cyklik Torture
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
Awake me, great father
Bless my throat! Thy wordz are spoken
Denigrate, the life I was given Rebirth of thought, that
Riveting time when All the ideas
I never got Lurk the answerz To force real life into
Making sense in my
Mind numbed by the "dream"... I once lived.
Take Me In, yet it's all Carved in my flesh
The indelible scarves
Of who I was, am and will be Predico incultus per animus qoud cruor
Benis ego vestri hostilitas
Bless my throat! Thy wordz are spoken
Denigrate, the life I was given Rebirth of thought, that
Riveting time when All the ideas
I never got Lurk the answerz To force real life into
Making sense in my
Mind numbed by the "dream"... I once lived.
Take Me In, yet it's all Carved in my flesh
The indelible scarves
Of who I was, am and will be Predico incultus per animus qoud cruor
Benis ego vestri hostilitas
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