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la figlia, l'arte di thou viene morire
rinnovi la visione di piacere
le vecchie canzoni
ho visto con gli occhi aperti
ho sentito tutto il giorno il vento
dove io trovili
quanto selvaggio, come strega-come bizzarro che la vita dovrebbe essere
lascilo muoversi lentamente tramite la via
sonno dolce nelle vostre tombe humble
quando, pieno di amore caldo e desideroso
se lo slayer rosso pensa slays
il corpo puň limitare

 



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