I stuck in a slaughtering hole
I'm playing myself at the dawn
What if life will never go on?
I can't be ok on my own, yeah
Little by little the city grows old
The temples and bodies are sold
Loving was the thing that I got but you
but you, but you, but you, but you...
I stuck in a slaughtering hole
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