Марс - ПИДОРАС | Текст песни

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There's a sign carved deep
In the palm of your hand
There's a birthmade craving
Of the left side of your heart

Your life was forever structured
Composed and eternally given
The dying you produce never stops
In the sound of universal destruction

There's an inherent nihilism in your spirit

Into your glory of emptiness
I send my lifeforce. My Death

Be death with me

My Death

Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis
Odium humani generis

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