Paroles de Becoming Soil
Wasting away A life spent boiled byFear and Death and Christian Turmoil Souls, years
Long gone form a soulless life and a withered body
rotting numb... and what remains? A decaying body
a brainwashed mind...and what remains? And what
remains? A devoted body to a brainwashed mind Now
Becoming one with the soil All the wealth in pride
and stress is laid to rest in sleep and death
and stress is laid to rest in sleep and death
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