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andato prima di noi
per venire così presto a questo ha immaginato l'oscurità
passando tramite le pareti huddled ed ugly
uplifting, come il vento ha saltato
addolorisi non per l'invisibile
facce belle e tragical
ho avuto un timore nella mia vita
i giorni malinconici sono venuto
sono vecchio e cieco
quale desidero rilevare
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays

 



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