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Malicious thinks are shoot your brain You go mad, you sufferer of pain, of pain Sunrise activate your great mania of blood Behind your back there is phantomly god Ahead of you road of illusive way lies And next you should choosen the war or the lie Mist definite throw your soul And fear steal your sole of the lore Припев: But you can tell, you can write How to end the century fight And where the win, that admit me to right We hit the doom, we leave the room And nearby see the bloody moon And gloom will closing our eyes River of the live or the blood Suddenly flood the paradise garden of god, of god Painful hand will be stoping a sword Peace will bypass the around whole world Empty edges will begin to boil a life And you will understand that all was exact right Mist definite throw your soul And fear sink your sole of the lore Припев: But you can tell, you can write How to end the century fight And where the win, that admit me to right We hit the doom, we leave the room And nearby see the bloody moon And gloom will closing our eyes
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