Holymarsh - The Memory of Hate | Текст песни

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The core smoldered my heart
Putting under the rule of myself the other day
Grief way down the volition

Repeat closed cruelty
My memory couldn't help but just hated
Make another memory of hate

Frightened and insulted shape of the past
Could pass out of my mind just with the death

Hard to draw my breath anymore
Like deny these hours
Grow harder to erase
From my memories

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