Marchafunebre - Mourning Funeral | Текст песни

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• Marchafunebre
• Mourning Funeral

Want freedom
You feel the noose
Increasingly light
They will still mortifying
You can see a ray of light but only in your head
The doors are closing
The mourning of your soul shows us your sorrow
The pain will corrode looking for a relief

The pestilence is being felt
The stench of putrefaction
The rust on the metal will slowly break
Perhaps there is no return

Everything was planned
Your death was written
The mourning will tell
Are no longer

Under red wine
To feed your spirit
That smoke is yours
Don't breath others
Or you die die die die

Curse to the heavens
You are in black
You think that day will not come
I curse to the heavens you are in black

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