Ex Curia - Birth Of Torment | Текст песни

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Obsession of your mind, you can't escape.
You lied inside, I tried your mind.
Spoken out of fear, my foolish pride.
Now it is clear, perhaps it's time.

Breed your ruin, give your testament.

Mementos you gave me, no longer chains to hold me down.
Memories set me free the knives of all your lies.
Breed your own ruin, give us your testament,
because we are...

Falling down into the depths of this cold and unknown world.
The fear of losing all we have, abandon hope.

Obsession, regression of your mind.
Perhaps it's time.
Breed your own ruin, give us your testament.
Perhaps it's time to abandon hope.

http://excuria.bandcamp.com/album/reasoned-insanity

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