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le verità terribili questi sono
abbiamo nessuno shame?
uno per uno, come va da un albero
nelle mattine nube-grige
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
dato che, se faceste una pausa oggi il mio lato
all'interno della mia mano tengo
ciò è l'arsenale
qui cade nessuna luce
tutto l'mio amore per il mio dolce
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
lascilo essere triste
morbido come la base nella terra
nella terra silenziosa

 



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