Seven Daily Sins - The Glorious Backstab | Текст песни

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• Seven Daily Sins
• The Glorious Backstab

Oh isn't where we came in? Yeah, he who stands aside just watching is
also a part of the picture. Angel-like, angelic is ugly. This is disbelief, this is
disbelief, kid, and this is where we start. This strange and pleasant howliness
which shelters faith from truth, a sweet unconscious demise under the same
sisyphus sun. Let's morph and melt and lurk and tangle in a femalevolent
losers. Purifuck. Undead to the past. Experiments in pain. And yes, a blank face.