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Screams of pain dismembering the wind |
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Storms of corruption elevating my wings |
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Souls withered in my flameless frost |
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No difference between my hate and your love |
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Wearing a mask of a bad religion |
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Like self-inflicted injury |
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Feeling the tension in every way |
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Unadulterated victory |
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The art of killing poetry |
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Created by misanthropy |
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The secret abyss of strength within |
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Tearing the epidermis from your skin |
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Disseminated decay of my death |
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Silhouettes without extremities |
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Wearing a mask of a bad religion |
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Like self-inflicted injury |
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Feeling the tension in every way |
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Unadulterated victory |
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The art of killing poetry |
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To bring the dark upon the light |
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Created by misanthropy |
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Beneath the crimson tide |
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Wearing a mask of a bad religion |
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Like self-inflicted injury |
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Feeling the tension in every way |
|
Unadulterated victory |
|
The art of killing poetry |
|
Created by misanthropy |
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The art of killing poetry |
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To bring the dark upon the light |
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Created by misanthropy |
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Beneath the crimson tide |
