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Sometimes Is The Time
The sweat that breaks through my skin, carries the scent of demons, i never let them by to enter my inn - Twisted tongues of the vomit comet, tells the scaly tales of my part in the past, will i forget if i pray really fast - Paper pins and metallic sins, who is who to what was what - I never see the i in me, i can never be what you want to see - My life of shadows is my life in the shade, you salute to the mask of the master parade - Inside the circle which removes the trees, hangs the rope which boils my blood to freeze - Sometimes is the time which is known to unknown, confused by the signs to the outside of in, your heart even knows when hurt harms your crime - To believe, you do not have to be one, to achieve
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Unic Cjonr
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