| Every scars of my skin start to bleed
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| Stone as a fuck I m tryin to go deep
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| Creeping like frost under my spine
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| The sun is turning black for the last time
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| Blood turn to wine
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| Something divine
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| Dirt and filth
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| Blood is dripping
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| It s time for me
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| To let them cry in
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| Death death death for the others
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| I m kicking again throug the fire
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| Deadmen are walking throug the town
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| No more chances so let it down
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| Hit me harder
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| On and on
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| Mourners s parade is crawling down there
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| It is so calm before the storm
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| Acid rain is burning devil s horns
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| Look at the strange carnival split in
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| Death on my tongu
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| Like a cloud of locust twisting
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| The city is burning
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| I m still losing
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| All the feelings
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| Bcoming nothing
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| No more human
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| No more human
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| Cut my flesh crush
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| My bones in your hands
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| Deads are walking throug the tombs
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| Feeding mourners s open wounds
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| The gates are open down there
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| And let escape a lament from nowhere
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| The road is screaming under
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| The lazy steps of the mourners
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| The road is screaming under
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| The blackest tears of mother
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| Mark the last words on a black stone
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| Dry the river bring me back home
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| I m crawling down there |