Album : Gothic
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Struggle with emotionFell the pain burn deepWithin our nervesThe mourning of lost lifeCommands our action night and dayThe foul realism is unleashedUpon the Earth we'll bleedBanish all fond memoriesAs the Lord Beckons us to judgementDegeneration is close at handThe mortality coil is weakerThe pain is close to heartNow leave the real world to your GodThe kindness of deaths graspRelieves us from the pain
Struggle with emotionFell the pain burn deepWithin our nervesThe mourning of lost lifeCommands our action night and dayThe foul realism is unleashedUpon the Earth we'll bleedBanish all fond memoriesAs the Lord Beckons us to judgementDegeneration is close at handThe mortality coil is weakerThe pain is close to heartNow leave the real world to your GodThe kindness of deaths graspRelieves us from the pain
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