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My body cold as a corpse
I hear the dead call my name the night cold eye to the sides and I see nothing I go to the forests where the demons dwell I see them coming out of the trees
my body cold, I feel that I am dying the crows screaming in the sky knowing that you reach your meal in the evening the shadows reign in the land where the light has reigned
the sufferings of the people I console nature is to get revenge and the demons help human happiness reigns no more and the suffering is the cause they rip my flesh, savoring her In revenge is stronger than its hunger
The dead call my name ... The payback is long human blood becomes pleasure destroyed the forests where there is freedom to die should all be killed by satans Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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