Paroles de Spiritual Demise
The sons of the nightThe god of the light
Escorted by a rolling thunder
There is no grace
There is no guilt
Enflamed by a human wonder
Looking through my eyes
And see the wisdom from above
Execution of my mind
And spiteful symbols all around
Born to be a man
Who has no nature and no name
Can't wait 'til death arise
SUCH, THOMAS
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