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• Field Of Roses

Welcome my victims

Sealed flight in a passed cursed place never let you close
White rose will smere with blood death trap is waiting you
Lying corpse smell of death float in the air
In a loosing consciousness pray for remorse

No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall

Sealed flight in a passed cursed place never let you close
White rose will smere with blood death trap is waiting you
Lying corpse smell of death float in the air
In a loosing consciousness pray for remorse

No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall

You are inprisoner theres no way from the field of roses
Pleasures fills your mind extacy of crash

Your life will closed to the end

Sealed flight in a passed cursed place never let you close
White rose will smere with blood death trap is waiting you
Lying corpse smell of death float in the air
In a loosing consciousness pray for remorse

No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall
No where to run your backs against the wall

Sacrifice of insanity you've got nowhere to run
It's time to pray for remorse
Your back against the wall

You are inprisoner theres no way from the field of roses
Pleasures fills your mind extacy of crash

Don't tell the other the tale that no end
The flight invite you sacrifice of insanity
You gotta nowhere to run

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