Pretty poor the spiritual devices form Perform! another way of life beyond. Asking for! mechanical devices form to torture blind another human sight. Maybe it hurts my anger will turn into laugh getting strong every second that it lasts. That it seems my soul takes apart of me but I see another one of my partners here smiling in dark! oh beautiful glorious time. Profanate! a single silly nights mistake, so it has been punished with this fucking rage Profanate! a single silly nights mistake. Iron forks steel inside my bones Broken laws dominions rape my soul Killing works turn into steel my wounds, Spirit soiled with metal, blood and knuckles broken Here in the dark I really will discover light down in the ground youre fucking masters of disguise. Leave the night Ive found my life inside my mind I enjoy my fear just turn my lust into sickening greed.
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