dumaninplagi
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yaşam belirtisi
tanrisaI
in our diabolical rapture we live on and on and death keeps knocking at our door
tanrisaI
i see your scars, i know where they're from
tanrisaI
you're just like an angel
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i know my church is not of silver and gold, its glory lies beyond judgment of souls, the commandments are of consolation and warmth
tanrisaI
you call out to me
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i just love the way you're losing your life
tanrisaI
this world is a cruel place and we're here only to lose