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• Artiste: Imperious
• Titre: Seeds Of Pain
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What matters the blood That pours out of my wrists... ...if the sorrow that torments My soul still consumes me? I am own revenge, and behind the light Where the shadows don't exist. I am I am not an accursed poet anymore Who fills up his mouth with blood, hate and blasphemy Against everything and everyone I just spread what's the truth in this world The eternal pain Severance madness revenge Martyrium fear suicide Suffering blood the death All the hell of this world is contained In the secrets of my mind And it's not difficult for you To try to disclose them Cause what I say, is also destined four you... And these severe words just confirm My blood existence