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Anja: The shadow knows the distant call, |
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Our anarchy's core. |
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Let me out of this great hole, |
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Out of the war. |
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Leave me unseeming. |
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Breathe me unfeeling. (I can't stand the passion) |
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Leave me unseeming. (I can't stand the passion) |
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Breathe me unfeeling. (I can't stand the passion) |
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My name is cruelty, |
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Magma's burning agony. (Love in your faith) (And talk to me) |
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The shadow knows the distant call, |
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Our anarchy's core. |
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Let me out of this great hole, |
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Out of the war. |
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Leave me unseeming. |
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Breathe me unfeeling. |
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Ole: When the lights start shining, |
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With defiance of fine burning with passion, |
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Darkness of the world. |
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My wounds will never heal, |
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In this dark, dark hell, |
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Now I'm dying in cold. |
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Anja: AAAH |
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HHHHHHHHHH |
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H (AAAAHHHHHHHH) |
