Iron Heel - Book Of Grief(да,наша свадьба:D) | Текст песни

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We juggle tongues like knives
one goes up, ten come crashing down

We live - we die
mother, mother, mother nature doesn`t care


Futile dreams of truth
that eat away the spark of life

And so we write the book of grief

We live - we die
mother, mother, mother nature doesn`t care

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