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   The tree of ancient rituals and lost souls.

    He will grab your soul.

They brought Him down to his grave

I saw Jezus but he didn't recognize me

Christ crowned with torns

█  Burns my sins to ashes, drown me in holy water

 If love is a demon, rejection becomes a saviour

 The demands of the flesh, this rush of lust

   My bohemian cross of burden

Make ART no WAR

Love my religion

Ave atque ale

Voyage au centre de la terre

 Mundus subterreaneus

 This ain't no love that's guiding me

█    Dusted sorrow, enchantment off the evening

 Creeping numbness

█  Root out this evil en destroy it screeming

█  The silence in my head is so restless

 Saviour Jesus we are all bloody and screaming for mercy

 2 hearts 1 soul

 The blue chill after luxury lies




 

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