Lyrics:
“(Fighting sensing knowing pain is a
Virtue I take to my grave with a
Cold hand burned plan roll the dice just to
Find me exempt of avarice with the)
Fighting sensing knowing pain is a
Virtue I take to my grave…
i love this so much
COLD STEEL HANDLE PEELED OF MY KNIFE, I WILL STRIP ME OF MY …
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