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Sentinels are searching for my flesh
I'm runaway from every burden thrash
My hiding place is deepest dark
Where no one see my Dragon mark
I am the fighter of the lost crusade
Where all my brothers have just laid
Salvaging all the holly lands
Searching the answers to my dreads
[Chorus]
All death's are around me
The bruises are inside me
I'm here between the laughing whores
Hiding in their discreet holes
They'll never find me here alone
The sentinel and his metallic drone
I think I'm doomed to search the sands
For all forgotten ashes dens
The demons creeper in the dark
Their voices sharp as hounds' bark
My legs are crippling with their cry
But the unholy have to die
I am so close to solve the task
I am returning with the dusk
The answer is upon my tongue
It will deliberate the dump
There is no sharp conclusion though
It's all delirium of Gods
[Chorus]
All death's are around me
The bruises are inside me
I'm here between the laughing whores
Hiding in their discreet holes
They'll never find me here alone
The sentinel and his metallic drone |
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בלי לחם, אין
חמאה.
או משהו כזה. |
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המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.