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Tu pète, ça explose, paye ta discrétion putain
Tu pète, ça explose, paye ta discrétion putain
Nothing will grow on this burnt cursed ground, 'Cause the breath of the death Is the only sound
Nothing will grow on this burnt cursed ground, 'Cause the breath of the death Is the only sound
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NOW YOU BOW TO ME !
You took my dreams BUT NOT MY NAME !!!
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