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His landscape
has been scorned with a city, now laid to decaying father
has left his bastard son
with addictions by his away,
consumed from his fixations,
this man's life went down in away what he's hunger is
no end
to this
life of father,
I'll be waiting
I saved you a seat in is no
end to
this life
of father,
I'll be waiting
I saved you a seat in will remain
a walking corpse
his legs will move his addictions
itch at his throat
only to crave
more of
the blood
he this man only thirsts for blood
the blood of his this man only thirsts for blood
the blood of his this man only thirsts for blood
the blood of his this man only thirsts for the blood
the blood of his stands
knee deep
in the blood of his bastard his addictions
stand by his his addictions
stand by his buried, his tomb will breathe,
his hands will rise from his shallow grave
begging only for father,
I'll be waiting
I saved you a seat in father,
I'll be waiting
I saved you a seat in STANDS KNEE DEEP
in the blood of his bastard STANDS KNEE DEEP
in the blood of his bastard "Knee Deep"
HATA BİLDİR
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