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• Artiste: Mortus
• Titre: The Last Disease
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sometimes my mind is exploding like a burning fist in my headthe broken will is carved in my brain my life it endsi pray for those who are in pain my life is no more the samewhenever i look in the mirror i don´t know what i should seei stand in front of myself and think oh god this can´t be mei pray for those who are in pain my life is no more the sameref:�t seems to melike a bad god damned curseit seems to melike a withering noseit seems to melike a needle that hurtsit seems to melike a god-damned-cursei am lying here in my bed left alone from all my dreamsnobody is ready to hold my hand and help me nowi pray for those who are in pain my life is no more the sameneed someone to help my dying like a manplease let it be not so slowly i will not lose my dignityi pray for those who are in pain my life is no more the sameref:it seems to melike a bad god damned curseit seems to melike a withering noseit seems to melike a needle that hurtsit seems to melike a god-damned-curse