My skin is cold
Transfusion with somebody
Morose and old
Drop into fruitless dying
It was tempting and bared,
The whoring angel rising
Now burning prayers,
My silent time of losing
My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow,
Like life itself
Long for the blur
We cannot dry much longer
Cement to dirt
Disgusted with my cheapness
My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow, like life itself
My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow,
Like life itself...
(Solo)
My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow,
Like life itself
My foes, they can't destroy my body
Colliding slow,
Like life itself.
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