Populous With Short Stories - The Holy See | Текст песни

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By the cross where you hang
Has buried my aphogy
I don't think you'd hang for me
Anymore
In a pond of your blood
Grand as the holy see
Drowns the antiquity
I'm looking for

With every single line you cast
I can't be bothered
I won't be bothered
With all the broken trust that's past
I won't be bothered anymore
I drop the last bomb on you

In the hole where you sleep
Is there a space for me
I too am scared to breathe
I'd rather snore

With every single line you cast
I can't be bothered
I won't be bothered
With all the broken trust that's past
I won't be bothered anymore
I drop the last bomb on you

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