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i'm sitting on fire chair
find me and put down
skulls is everywhere
hunter is running around
give me a heatbeat
give me bones and knife
voice and headache
exchange for second life
i was born underground

we're lying on fire bed
"white horse" in our blood
land turns into a red
victims of god
i'm knocking on every door
walking on the knife
leaving a good-looking corpse
exchange for second life
i was born underground

we're hiding in fire box
all or nothing at all
noise of falling rocks
always breaks the wall
you're my piece of meat
strong enough and wild
so give me a heartbeat
let it burn inside

hello?
hello
death is what i'm searching for

i was born underground

i am burning

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