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Aardvarks >> Merchandise Links
Aardvarks
Forming fantasies of hate with pure demise cause in her eyes there's no disguise an open gate Although the mirror bears the sign truth passes by unseen for days the victim prays Kept inside for all those years the strangled dreams she dreamt the unflown tears suppressing fears bringing death to mortal life the soul to please to reach release Stabbing knife and smashing head boiling face and eyes of dead while the blood is running red Breeding thoughts and stunning greed licking wounds until they bleed all those needs to feed Life is hasting towards death all that is left is just a bitter taste of all the waste You can't change the speed of time You cannot change the speed of time Stabbing knife and smashing head boiling face and eyes of dead while the blood is running red Breeding thoughts and stunning greed licking wounds until they bleed all those needs to feed
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