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Kishore Kumar Hits — Nocturnal Depression - They текст песни

Исполнитель: Nocturnal Depression

альбом: Deathcade

They offer us the blades
That tear with pleasure our flesh
And every strife carves
Their influence on our minds
We live with this suffering
A fall into depression
The self-mutilation pushes us
Towards the meaning of our beings
They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
And every word molest our faces into wounds
We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
They die, one after one
Cause this is all they deserve
And the smell of powder mixed to their blood
Is intoxicating
We bear the guns and load the bullets
Blasting their heads
We're children of Despair
And priest of negation
We are them
We offer your blades and break your minds
We load your guns and press the relaxation
We are them and command your death

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