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letra de sacrifice - furze

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woe to you
i was born dead
it was three nights and three hours before full moon
i am the reaper

there has been found away to brew the pot of armageddon
when times tell you this it answers to make it happen by wish
pragmatic the reflection of a woe, in waters of wisdom and hate, by time
one does make misty eyes winged but now also penetrating
within the golden walls
man
i see you’ve got an hypnotic stench
within your mind
soul
strangled, burnt, buried and drowned
would i let you like the way to spirit any kind of a
“one last word”?
are you preset to sacrifice?
are you preset to sacrifice?

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