Noise Angels Machine - Our Precious Bodily Fluids | Текст песни

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You have the power now,
One million suns in hand,
Face to the ground and down,
it's last scrap of land.

I feed the Death from hand,
Eyes will not see the grass,
The world as burning sand,
The world as burning glass.

I am involved too,
But cross is waits for you,
We bring the bleeding light
We carry blood inside

Walk on the crying ground,
The skin flows from face.
All That we have found,
Will lose in this place

I feed the Death from hand,
Eyes will not see the grass,
The world as burning sand,
The world as burning glass.

Strategy of destruction,
Ours lives as an infection,
We bring the bleeding light,
We carry blood inside

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