Чайлд Роланд - No more Hope | Текст песни

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I close my eyes, I see the cross,
That I will have to carry.
I was given forty roses,
die here. very necessary.

I'm in the mud! I'm in the swamp ...!
But believe! No more Hope.

The worms will be very full,
I will be their food for a long time.
Yes! Sin was very very cool!
and all sins will remain mine.

Look cloves into the past back!
There somewhere, you kill, yourself.
My soul is the color black!
All your pain! Will take it myself!

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