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The Cleansing

アーティスト:Nothing More  アルバム:The Few Not Fleeting 

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I smell your rot a mile behind I say pestilence, you say benign You've made your grave with the dogs By grace our paths have crossed And all tolerance is lost What is the price on your head? I'll take it with these hands Rip flesh from bone And claim what we own (War) For every generation there comes a time (War) To join the gray or become what is right (War) You stayed in shadows, and preyed on the blind You're cyanide Father, you know I'm seeking honor Wanting life for my brothers I will fight, the ones who stole the sun and left us night, they're cyanide.


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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