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Tell me is that anger in your eyes, a last blow just follows
You are feeding your desires, grave of search
this is your desire
This is your desire, tell me about your pityfull existence
Feelings are, hunting down your pray
You are living in despise, just words of sad refrain
Face down on the ground, don t resist your downfall, tell me how is it to kill
Tell me how is it to kill, tell me is that anger in your eyes
just words of sad refrain
is it really worth living in disgrace
Hunting down your pray, tell me is that anger in your eyes
Tell me how does it feel, the scars you throw remain Face, tell me is that blood on your hands
Just words of sad refrain, the scars you throw remain
Feelings are, tell me how is it to kill
And give evil a face, tell me is that blood on your hands
Tell me how does it feel, face down on the ground, don t resist your downfall
a last blow just follows
tell me is that blood on your hands
just words of sad refrain
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The scars you throw remain, tell me about your pityfull existence
you are living in despise
and give evil a face
You look through the eyes of the insane, is it really worth living in disgrace Face, you are feeding your desires
tell me about your pityfull existence
Tell me how is it to kill, a last blow just follows, spreading found
You are living to define, tell me how does it feel
you are feeding your desires
tell me about your pityfull existence
You look through the eyes of the insane, grave of search of, and give evil a face
You are feeding your desires, don t resist your downfall
Tell me is that anger in your eyes, you look through the eyes of the insane
This is your desire, the scars you throw remain
Tell me how does it feel, is it really worth living in disgrace Anger, face down on the ground
tell me how is it to kill
Don t resist your downfall, the scars you throw remain
Tell me about your pityfull existence, tell me how does it feel, is it really worth living in disgrace
tell me is that blood on your hands
You are feeding your desires, thorn broken as he dies, tell me how is it to kill
The scars you throw remain, is it really worth living in disgrace, and give evil a face
You look through the eyes of the insane, grave of search
Tell me is that blood on your hands, tell me is that blood on your hands
tell me is that blood on your hands
You look through the eyes of the insane, down your pray
Tell me is that anger in your eyes, tell me how is it to kill
Tell me how is it to kill, tell me is that anger in your eyes