Holymarsh - Murder in Your Sight | Текст песни

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• Murder in Your Sight

I don't, even trust me and I feel my murderous. Twisted Mind, broken frame. A
hole in my heart, a hole in my head, I'm In the dream Isn't the dream. My brain
was labored, in restrained part. beneath meek. needless kind. The fire
approached to many hate seed. My bullet call to the burst. Flames of sorrow. but
I begin my rule. This is human Insecticide. Murder in my sight. burning my
heart. You'll see bloody sky.

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