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People all hate. Murder themselfs
Crows are eating dead from graves
light is burning in the war
life is fukking durty whore.
I dont want to live this way
There's no place for me today
If you think that you deserve it
Don't be so fukken worried.
We paid all prices for beeng not mad

Do you know why they cry in the night?
Fallen stars like angels that shine so bright

They don't deserve all the gods love
Hate and misjudge
Blood in the dust, skin teared apart
Heart in the hand burning for sins
of cursed and the damned


People all hate. Murder themselfs
Crows are eating dead from graves
I dont want to live this way
There's no place for me today
light is burning in the war
life is fukking durty whore.
Fukk yourself and die you whore
I don't want to live for sure.