10's

歌词

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 

Reaching down, staring up (at the forgiver)

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