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I cannot get up by the howling cry
Just justify my longing to die, Bury me down at last, I think about it in the shadows and cry! Can scissors heal a man torn of tears, A fading I fear inside. The reaper in sheet will stand by me I'm dreaming, I'm wearing a black dress that night! I'm just a being tonight, And still I'm dressed so black...OH YEAH! Maybe I'm just blind, But maybe I should try... You won't be a butcher No, you won't be at last Somebody's the trigger Take it off! What, you are the priest's son? So fuck - SO FUCK YOURSELF AND DIE! The shadows draw back into honesty and love! Obey, and it will cut your throat I can't speak and you shant be the next, The shadows strike in your blame - YAW! ![]() половину вырезала... слишком много...))
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