21 April 2010
This abomination won't see the end of days Sit throne of lies, torn By the voice up high Death was only a dream Not devastating disaster The rights of passage The past we can't alter, fuck you, you An
I should have never let you in Your soul is full of sin Now we start to begin Digging up the corpses again Your stories (bore me) Digging of the corpses (once again) Tell me another story Digging of
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