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Hell on earth

Truth dwells of hell i sail
where the flames shollows everything
a dance on the edge
where i`m bound

This corroption of lies
witch we been feed
makes me trow up
meningless is everything to me
om my dance on the edge
were i`m bound

May kings and queens fall
and people role
this land of dome
Is were we are bound




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Publicerad 2015-08-21 12:59



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