The Stompcrash - Jack | Текст песни

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You ever walk alone
when sun goes down

when raindrops on the ground
is the only sound

he blends in with the folk
well hidden faced
not seems one
of the worst

Cold blade shines in the night
Her life passed through your knife
Her dying, your delight
She crys
In the night

A bloody moon
is hanging down

light up a face
and weepy eyes

the butcher’s knife
sinks in her skin
and then she falls on her knees

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